Who Else Has Had A Bad Day?

My day sucked.

I went to work, and that was fine, then I came home to take the car in for a service. I took the spare key and drove it down to the mechanic, then on the way to the bank I realised I didn't have a way to get inside the house because I didn't have a key. I went back to the mechanic and got the key then came home and it only then occurred to me that it was the car key and not the house key, which was still inside. So I went to the neighbors and called the locksmith, who charged me $77 just to stick something in the lock and click it around.
I'm thinking maybe I should get one of those. It might come in handy.

Not only that, I was trying to call my mum on her mobile, I used my neighbors phone. It was only after I got inside that I realised I was calling the wrong number. Imagine, me, getting my mums mobile number wrong.

To top it all off, last night at karate I had a bad fall and bent my fingers back. I've strained my hand and my middle finger and it hurts like a (*)(*)(*)(*)(*) and I am glad I don't have work tomorrow because it throbs! My whole hand went numb! It was so weird!

I really hope someone had a worse day than I did!!

 

well now , Mak , if you thought today sucked , wait until tomorrow , when you get the repair bill for your car . That'll really suck . . . but look on the bright side of things , , it's just money ...

and the next time ya turn those kung-fu moves loose , remember the old saying ' No Pain , No Gain'

 

I've already paid the bill for the car, wasn't that bad, but next service I need a timing belt or something and that will cost me a fortune!!!!

 

well Mak , if it's got wheels it's gonna give trouble , ya know ? ? ? there is another part to this old and wise saying , but I'll leave that part off in difference to the the ladies that might read this.

but if I might suggest an old money saving consumer stragedy for paying a bill ?

when you have that timing belt replaced just wear a tube-top , tight blue jeans and high heels , and shake a lot , maybe even wiggle a few times , ya know ?

 

Sorry Mak....I hope tomorrow will be better.

 

sounds like nerve damage if the hand is numb, it should be checked out, no worries there is universal health care there,

my day was bad because there was old paint here and it chiped and turned into dust and was inhaled by accident so think there is lead poisoning in my system but i am afraid of going to the ER because its expensive here .

 

Sorry you had a bad day.

 

Eh, we all have bad days at least once in our lives. I guess I was due for one! At least my car is back on the road, that is all that matters, and I haven't left my keys inside the house again!
My hand is okay as well. Still a bit sore, but at least its not throbbing anymore!

 

Yeah tell me about car problems. I now have to have the front bearings and two tires replaced for a total of 828.00

 

“Hello, hello, blast this network “ I said fuming as my call with one of my important clients in the U.K. had just been disconnected. “No network coverage” was the message faithfully displayed on my mobile screen, right in the middle of India's National Capital, when I re-dialed. I calmed myself and decided to wait for some time before trying again. This time, a voice informed me that due to network congestion, I should try dialing again after some time.

“It's just one of those days,” I thought, reclining in the back seat, aware that Khandu (my driver) was watching me, from the rear view mirror. Khandu had this irritating habit of tilting the rear view mirror in a manner he could view my facial expressions. I could never understand this fetish of his. He took delight, I suppose, watching me get uncomfortable.

Suddenly, my mobile rang .I answered it hoping that my client was calling back. “Sir, I am calling from xyz bank, we have a brilliant scheme to make you a millionaire, are you interested?”, said the monotonous voice of a lady. “No thank you madam”, I fumed, trying to suppress all the anger and frustration. “Sir, would you like to provide us someone else's mobile number who you think may be interested in becoming a millionaire?” the lady persisted. “No madam, I am sorry, but all the people I know are already millionaires” I said, rudely ending the call.

By now I thought I saw a smirk on Khandu's face. He was really having a field day. But I was glad that at least the network coverage appeared to have been restored since I was getting incoming calls. To my dismay however, on dialing, I continued to get the “No network coverage”, message. I had had enough.

“First thing on reaching office, remind me to change my service provider,” I said out aloud. “These guys bill me huge amounts and I don't get the network when I most need it,” I fumed.

“What do they have these days? That mobile number portability thing, There are so many network providers. Remind me to change the network service provider of all our staff, including yours”, I said, with the authoritarian tone and satisfaction of having resolved the issue.
Khandu continued to smirk. He did not seem impressed. “What is it now Khandu ji?”, I asked , expecting the usual pearls of wisdom.

“That will not work sir”, Khandu obliged, “ whether it is Air-Hell or Soda Phone, Diarrhea Cellular or H.E.L.L., Vice mobile or Strange, Urchin mobile or Batata Momo, its all the same, where will you go?”. This time Khandu had landed me a tough one.

“Well, what is your solution?
“I have a strategy”, Khandu replied,” 1 go for low priced prepaid SIM cards. That way, your number has less chance of being “accidentally” given to the telemarketers. I have multiple prepaid SIM cards from several network providers. This allows me to switch networks, whenever there is an issue with network coverage. When I start getting excessive unsolicited calls, I stop using that SIM card.

My low priced mobile phone has a 3 SIM card facility to access multiple networks. Unlike your “smart phone” which saddles you with heavy bills, unsolicited calls and useless SMSes, my phone is functional and nuissance free.” Khandu was, indeed, smart, I thought.

On reaching office, Khandu's mobile rang. “No madam, I don't want to become a millionaire,” he said disconnecting the phone. It rang again. “No madam, please don't call me”, said Khandu disconnecting the phone, when it rang again. “Madam, I will call you if I need a loan” and hung up again.
This time, the smirk was on my face.

“How dare she call you again and again? “ I asked.

“It's not her fault sir,” said Khandu.” I told you I have 3 SIM cards in my mobile. She was calling all 3 numbers without knowing that they all belonged to me.”

“So, Khandu, now, what do you think is the solution to this problem?” I asked grinning from ear to ear.

“No idea, sirjee”, replied Khandu, crestfallen. ·

 

Somehow I don't think the above actually happened. It sounds like a story posted on another site.

 

here in Maine your not allowed to drive without you middle finger!

 

HB thats harsh.
Mak had a bad day . . .

Don't kick a man while he's down.

Sorry to hear about it Mak, but within a week you'll be laughing ruefully about it though. (thumbs up!)

 

What about the amputees then?

 

I don't think that you get his humor on this.

 

they have a plastic finger lol

 

In other words, the middle finger is needed to flip someone the bird.

 

lol yes , we need that finger up north to survive!!

 

Don't forget, down south you flip'em and say "bless your heart".

You know Mak, I really thought you had McGyver on speed dial by now.

 

He should have the key to my front door, too.

 

How many have you mailed to him. LOL

 

it will do no good unless you have a handicap ramp and nurse Richard Dean Anderson is what 78 now lol!!!

 

Gee I thought that it was more like 87

 

You two, its not the age that counts.

 

Yeah your probably right. Anyway she won't have any trouble feeding him. At his age all she has got to do is open up a jar of baby food for him. lol