It all started with the snow... I woke up, realizing that I only had a pair of ballet flats to wear that day. Not the ideal shoe for a day with 18 inches of snow that is accumulating more snow by the second. Then, I am late for my class because I slept too long. Usually I drive to class because parking tickets have now reached an outrageous amount, but today the snow plow had plowed my car in. I had to recruit help to even get my door open to get the books I needed. Then I started the long walk to school, slip sliding my way in clothes that are not mine, and far too large. After classes, I walked back, taking the same dangerous route as before. Only to get back a car still covered in snow that I had to dig out, in order to return home, where a driveway covered in 2 feet of snow waited to be shoveled.
I suppose the day was not my worst, however the bad events resulted in a couple days of soreness, which extended my bitterness. The good parts was helping a lot of people become unstuck in the roads. Its always a good feeling to give it your all and help someone get out of a bind.
Job's was definitely worse...
