Bad: your car breaks down
Worse: the patient-safety critical system you're responsible for stops working, and you learn that the chap supposed to keep back-ups of the data didn't
Oh fuck: You get a call from your kid's school saying that she attempted to open a vein with a knife during lunch because 'she hates her life'
Yes, I managed to move in today. Yes, I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.
(and I'm hoping the First-Born is attention-seeking - regardless, she's off to see a counsellor)
