You know it isn't your day when.....

You wake up in the morning feeling more tired than you were before you slept.
You leave the house, walk to the bus-stop, and realise you left your wallet at home.
You run home, grab the wallet, run back at your personal record-breaking speed, only to see your bus pulling away from the bus-stop.
You reach the office (late of course), and find a note from your boss who had decided to drop by and have a discussion only to find you not in the office yet.
You trudge through your tonne of work, thinking about nothing except how long it is till the end of the work day.
You receive a call telling you that a cheque that you dropped off for a payment due today was un-signed and you need to make a trip to the cashier counter to sign it before 6pm else there will be a late charge.
You rush off hurriedly after work, reach the office at 5.50pm, and the receptionist tells you that the cashier counters closed at 5.30pm.
You spend 10 minutes arguing with the receptionist who tried to track your cheque with the Finance department, only to find the cashier strolling out at 6pm. Apparently she waited beyond her 5.30pm for you, but the stupid receptionist had held you back from entering the office so you never got to the cashier counter (and the cashier probably was cursing at you for not turning up)!
You spend the next 2 minutes pleading with the cashier to open the counter again for me to sign the cheque (which she agreed finally).

Its been a rough day. I need a hug. Thank goodness Colin is coming home tonight.