Where through no fault of your own nothing seems to go right, and the world is out to get you? I'm in the midst of one now. It's 16:30 and I have a half hour of work left and noting has gone right...

One of the archiving crates fell off of it's shelf just as I walked past and nearly killed me... The toaster shorted out after I tried to make toast earlier... My noodle soup exploded... 3 seperate pens leaked, I lost 45 minutes of work, my keyboard died twice, a drinking glass I was using cracked as I filled it with cold water...

I don't always have the day from hell at work, but when I do I nearly die...

People keep saying to me bad things happen in threes but I guess I'm on a roll. If it hadn't been a stressful as fuck day I'd laugh it off but as it is I'm about ready commit to murder. I am sick of people putting their fuck ups on me and me being liable for every goddamned thing they do wrong. So... My question is this...

With days like this... Is killing a moron wrong?

Personally I do not know any more.