I was curled up on the duvet, summoning the internal fortitude required to get up, brush my teeth and head to work. The Boy was still buried under the covers, tapping away at his Blackberry, listening to sports radio. The dog was lying on the floor, keeping a hungry eye on me in the event that my pillowcase suddenly began producing bacon and I’d need somewhere to dispose of it. And the cat, well he was off somewhere being belligerent. Not an altogether uncommon scene at our house.
Well, right there, in the middle of all of that common domestic bliss (and directly following the birthday announcements), one of the fellas at The Ticket dropped the bomb that today is THE WORST DAY OF THE YEAR. I know. I should have prepared you better for this. Fixed you a snack, sat you down and began with something like, Sweetheart, your father and I love you very much but… TODAY IS THE WORST DAY OF THE YEAR. Here, have another cookie.
At first, I thought maybe his mom joined Facebook or something else totally life shattering. But apparently, THE WORST DAY OF THE YEAR is universal and it works out like this: We’re halfway through August, which just happens to be the worst month of the year. It’s hot and… um, something about the insufficient number of televised sporting events (personally, the last few months sans many of those three-letter sports organizations have been a sweet, sweet little respite). Tuesday is the worst day of the week (I don’t know about you, but I kind of want to kick Monday in the mouth with a pointed shoe. But okay. Tuesday it is). And at 2PM, when you’re full from lunch and drowsing at your desk, that will be the worst moment of the worst day in the worst month in the entire year.
Me, I’m eligible for my iPhone upgrade today. And any day that holds the promise of my boyfriend not having to recharge my phone battery for me (effing Blackberry) is pretty okay by me. In my mind, THE WORST DAY OF THE YEAR (or WDOTY – I’m running out of finger strenth for the all caps) involves a trip to the tax accountant, the above-mentioned Facebook situation, or any day the involves the PrimaCare waiting room or buying jeans in a bigger size.
What about you? What’s makes your WDOTY?
Realizing you’re pregnant…when you’re not ready.
I agree. I don’t know how today could be the worst day. My birthday was yesterday, I got an iPhone, and I have today off of work. Seems pretty good to me.
Worst day of the year is probably in January. It’s cold, the fun of Christmas has just worn off, and probably some other stuff that makes it bad. Definitely not today though.
Um, did you write this while drunk? Or perhaps you hadn’t had any coffee yet? This was a very confusing post, and I had a hard time following what you were trying to say.
Yes.
Probably January 1st. The hangover coupled with my complete inability to write the new year on checks, and the recognition that it’s time to start thinking about taxes again…bleah. Happy F-ing New Year.
Last year my friends came up with a great way to handle that…just keep drinking! So perhaps now it’s January 2.
My WDOTY was last Friday, when, in a brief moment of all-too-familiar idiocy, I lost my iPhone.
Been prayin’ to St. Anthony ever since, but I might as well kiss that suckah goodbye.
When my car won’t start (happens too often), dead phone battery (fellow BB user!) or when my checking account balance is $1.62, like it was on Sunday.
Today is pay day so things are looking up!
But the legendary WDOTY was when my car didn’t start, I was in an unfamiliar area and my PHONE DIED. I walked to a nail salon and the receptionist was kind enough to let me use the phone and call my insurance for a tow truck. I walked back to my car and waited for the tow truck for two hours. A bumpy ride later, I was home, ready to punch something and cry into a pillow.
You poor girl. Car trouble sends me into pillow-punching, too. I had such a bad experience at the dealership recently that now it’s time to go back for them to fix something and I refuse to go. I keep begging my boyfriend to go in my place.
At 2 o’clock today I will be relaxing in the chair at my hair stylists, about to get a scalp massage – definitely not worst day of the year for me!
Worst day of this year:
getting back from a trip after 12 hours travelling, having done three time zones and three climates in less than week and getting dumped, not only dumped but dumped with a two hour explanation of the fact that he still wasn’t over his ex and him crying about that.
i was so jetlagged that i just looked at him and said ‘not really much i can say about that is there.’ lol
definitely my WDOTY!
Hmmmm…. WDOTY for me….. Any day that my disease wakes up and attempts to take my life, followed by the days (and months) it takes me to fight it back into remission. Any other day, including those icky-feeling, electronic malfunctioning, Mom-nagging, car dying, I feel fat, not-going-my-way day, is pure bliss.
I guess it’s all a matter of one’s perception, huh?
PS:
To Miss Dallas – Keep prayin’! St. Anthony never lets me down.
To Rachael: Huh! I’m so sorry. What a jerk! Lucky for you… he’s no longer around.
My mother-in-law joined facebook, and I see her over there in the corner, the “suggestions” corner, and I let her hang out there, with our 13 mutual friends, and I hope, HOPE that one drunken night I don’t cave and friend request her. The day she does to me, will be THE WORST DAY EVER.
My WDOTY was and will always be the day my dad passed. It’s a pillow punching day for sure.
Today isn’t too bad except for the fact that I clicked on that link you posted.
I’m going to go with today, too. I spent the weekend out of state (which was good), but over the weekend, I left the charger to my cell phone at the hotel, I lost a portion of some genealogical research on which I’d made notes on our family history, I lost a check for $80, I came within moments of missing 2 flights back to my city of origin, I realized that as much as I have enjoyed driving my little car it won’t last forever, I’m jetlagged and exhausted, and I overdrew my checking account by over $300. Oh – and it was “picture day” at work. Yep. Today is pretty much the worst day of the year.
However, it isn’t nearly as bad as last year, when my aunt died, my cousin hated me, and my mom almost left because she was mad, too.
My WDOTY was the day my sweet baby T had his lip surgery. I was the one to visit him in recovery (cuz I smell like milk. and I’m the mom). He was so mad- his lip was numb, his arms were bound, and his cry was hoarse from having the breathing tube down his throat. (That was after having to just hand my baby to a Dr. I barely knew, to go have major surgery.) I couldn’t nurse him until after he drank the 2 oz glucose solution first.
Seeing my sweet baby so miserable, and being unable to do more than take off his arm restraints and hold his hands, and sing to him to make him better, was definitely the WDOTY. Thankfully, he recovered quickly.
My WDOTY was the day my sweet baby T had his lip surgery. I was the one to visit him in recovery (cuz I smell like milk. and I’m the mom). He was so mad- his lip was numb, his arms were bound, and his cry was hoarse from having the breathing tube down his throat. (That was after having to just hand my baby to a Dr. I barely knew, to go have major surgery.) I couldn’t nurse him until after he drank the 2 oz glucose solution first.
Seeing my sweet baby so miserable, and being unable to do more than take off his arm restraints and hold his hands, and sing to him to make him better, was definitely the WDOTY. Thankfully, he recovered quickly.
My WDOTY would definitely be last Sunday on the 2nd. My husband of three years, who I thought was happily married, ran off to med school in another country 3 months back (I was supposed to join him in a couple of weeks). He called me said Sunday and told me he was divorcing me without any explanation other than a lame, “I love you, but I’m not in love with you.” I’m completely heartbroken and still don’t have a clue what happened to our ‘happily ever after’. Out of the many challenges in life, this is one that I honestly thought I’d never be handed. So yeah, that’s my WDOTY. Possibly the WDOMyLife thus far. On top of the awfulness of it all, he dropped this bomb on me the day before my birthday. I mean come on, that’s just cruel.
After reading some of the above, my WDOTY doesn’t seem that bad, but here goes:
In one day I bombed an exam, lost my cell phone, missed my bus back to my home (in a city 4 hours away) trying to get the phone back, then waited two hours for a cab that never came, making me miss the train back home, then had to pay a ton for a plane ticket. While at the airport, I also managed to spill an extra-large cup of boiling tea all over myself and ended up bawling in the washroom.
I was confused too. You mentioned getting laid off a while ago, I thought maybe this had to do with that.
ummm, the WDOTY would be if i found out i was pregnant again. my first child was born 4 months ago today – conceived while on birth conrtol, and we’re 99.99% positive she was also conceived while in a pool. wtf? we are not using anything other than condoms in regards to birth control right now as my OB/GYN couldn’t get me in for an IUD until the end of this month. pray for my soul!!
Okay, so this isn’t so terrible in the grand scheme of things, but…One day I slipped out the back door of my apartment to take my dog for a quick walk, leaving the door cracked behind me. When I returned, the cat was outside, having somehow managed to shut the door behind him. So…I was locked out with the dog AND the cat. I had to pick up the cat (who was wailing and hissing the whole time) and walk out to the street, where I had to ask a stranger for the use of a cell phone to call a locksmith. It took said locksmith almost 2 hours to arrive, so in the meantime, I sat on the sidewalk with my two pets and struggled with the cat, who was all the while trying to make a break for it (can’t blame him).
My boyfriend broke up with my yesterday. For no real reason. Completely out of the blue. Because he has developed a commitment phobia. But he wants us to be friends. Classic.
So right now it does feel like it was the WDOTY. Although strangely I feel better for knowing that my crisis struck me on its allotted day of the year…how OCD
Embee that is the funniest/worst story I have ever heard. That is a bad day!
@lawyerchik1 I had to re-read your comment because I was puzzling over what kind of gynecological research you could have been doing and if it was some kind of euphemism.
I want to thank the other commenters. Because of you, I have once again been reminded that most people would trade me for my WDOTY and consider it a blessing. A reminder to be grateful. I needed that. And special wishes for CaliGal to kick some disease-ass once and for all.
wdoty for me would have to be yesterday.. the 11th. my bf chose his pride and a jail cell over me. im crushed and i deserve someone better. so i broke up with him. and also yesterday.. i was drug(or dragged?? i dont know) into the middle of an ongoing fight between my aunt.. who i love like a mother.. and my sister.. who i completely despise on some days. lord help me. when it rains it pours.
the rest of the year had been pretty good up until yesterday though.
hope your new phone is working well for you:)
Any day I’m sick feels like TWDOTY.
Not nearly as bad as some of the others listed here but I’m pretty sure I scared away the only guy I’ve cared about in years by being too blantly honest…. Open mouth insert foot…
pass, cause every time I play this game something even more unimaginable happens to me the next day and then that becomes the worst day of the year and so on and so forth.
Here you go : WDOTY from around the world
http://www.fmylife.com/
Apparently, everyday is somebody’s WDOTY !
In fact, everyday is a lot of people’s WDOTY!!