Today's my last official day of classes. Ever. But I woke up with a giant migraine and feeling like I was about to throw up. You know the feeling - when you can feel the food at the top of your throat, but nothing ever happens? Yeah, that's how I felt for 4 hours.
So, not being able to eat anything (including the Tylenol I reeeeally wanted to take to get rid of my migraine) I did my best to get ready, only to find that the pants I just bought now magically have a bleach stain, and the shirt I wanted to wear smelled awful. So I threw on some sweats and headed to school.
I bought myself the biggest jamba juice I could find, and went to find a spot to finish my homework for the day. Just as I was about to sit down, I didn't notice that the jamba juice lady didn't put the top on my drink completely, and BAM. It popped open. Jamba everywhere. All over my sweats, all over my clothes, all over my chair. So I did the normal thing, I started to cry. Right in front of a hundred or so people, who all just stood there, watching my sticky, jamba-covered self, pathetically try to clean up my drink with 100 of those completely, non-absorbent construction-paper napkins.
Thanks for the help, douche bags.
Sincerely,
-The psycho pregnant jamba lady.
I'm so glad you said douche bags haha. But I'm sorry you've been having a bad day :( I love you!
ReplyDeleteI, too, am sorry you had a bad day, As the song says: "You had a bad day. You had a bad day." How can people be so insensative. I pray you have a better day today.
ReplyDeleteLove ya, Val
I love how the two comments before me are sympathetic and the first thing I thought about in my head was... "HAHAHAHHAH" followed by, holy crap, only to Amber.
ReplyDeleteBut then I got normal again and want to say... if I had been there, I would've helped.
Don't worry, everyone, this was supposed to be more funny than anything. I needed to write it to be able to laugh at myself and move on. :) Unfortunately, the day only got worse, as I threw up any of the jamba juice I drank as soon as I got home. Oh well!
ReplyDeleteOh, Amber! Sorry to hear that your day was so crummy (and that it got even crummier).
ReplyDeleteLet me know if I can do anything from the lovely state of Missouri.