One of those bad hair days

Ever woke in the morning feeling crappy after not completely recovering from the massive headache from the night before? The radio alarm is playing but you’re in denial because it still seems dark and you continue to drift in and out of sleep while the Fly FM morning crew goes on with their regular morning news. And when the sun starts to come up and you know you’re gonna be late for work, you somehow drag yourself out of bed and into the toilet.

And there you are, looking at the horrible reflection of yourself in the mirror thinking, crap, I’m having a bad hair day. You stare in horror at your hair, puffed up and curling in and out at every direction possible. You try to dampen your hair and combing it so that it looks better, but your hair decides to rebel against you to punish you for being lazy enough to sleep with damp hair the night before.

Then you find that you have a sore throat which you suspect is caused by a fish bone. And at the same time your wisdom tooth decides to grow a teeny bit more causing your gums to painfully swell up. And gee, since you are already in discomfort, why not add an ulcer under your tongue as well.

Since you feel like crap and look like crap, when standing in front of your closet, you decide, must and well choose a crappy blouse to go along with the crap theme of the morning. So you put on your crumpled blouse on, try your best to smooth out the creases in denial that it doesn’t look that bad because you’re too lazy to iron it. And off to work you go, praying that the rest of the day won’t be so bad.

Yup, I’m having one of those days which start with bad hair.