Dia de mierda

We all have shitty days. Michael's was yesterday.

It was a dark and stormy night when he received a message from some bloke named Malou, inviting him to take a company exam the next day. He felt suspicious but acknowledged the message nonetheless (turns out that she was an acquaintance so it's really not that bad). He slept soundly that night, not knowing that the day ahead would be a day of infamy.

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Michael's day can be summarized in twelve sweet little lines:

1. He left his house without his hanky on a particularly sunny day,
2. He forgot to drop the kids off the pool before leaving,
3. He nearly fainted while in the MRT,
4. He had to stay in Buendia station for a while for a breather,
5. He wasn’t able to find a loo roll,
6. He had to sacrifice his Transcript of Record envelope
7. He realized that the flush and faucet were broken
8. He left a present for the janitor
9. He finally arrived 15 minutes late
10. He was sweating profusely
11. He shook the interviewer’s hand VERY FIRMLY and then had the naughtiest grin.
12. He walked three kilometers from the establishment to Ayala station afterwards.

Savor the mental images boys and girls. I'll be waiting for your dia de mierdas. >=)