Wednesday, July 29, 2015

My Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

maraisms bad day

I was slated to write something about National Lipstick Day, but I realized that writing about lipsticks without mentioning shades or brands* is really of no value to anyone. It also makes me sick to think that I'll be writing drivel if I try to skew the messaging to confidencefreedom, etc. Besides, we all know it's really not my style to write Things to Make You Feel Better. I tried my best to be positive throughout this post, drawing Inner Strength and Grace Under Pressure while I wrote, but if it's not to your liking, please know that I have done nothing but love and support you. It's unlike you to pit women against each, wait.

So what happened on July 28, 2015, Tuesday, for it to deserve to be called My Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day?



1. A guy hit my car while it was parked. PARKED!!



Upside: He left his number with one of the parking attendants, who in turn, gave his number to one of my office friends. I called him the minute I got his number and he turned out to be one of our vendors. He was very apologetic about it and said he will cover repairs. So technically no biggie. I felt nothing, really. Even if my car just got a paint job two weeks ago. But if you think about it, this is pretty unlucky, right?

2. My condo got flooded with murky, dirty water twice in 2 days because the unit above me's sink is clogged 

:(((


Upside: We have a 24-hour service maintenance crew who went up and woke up the unit owner above me to tell her to clean up her s***. I don't want to lash out on these guys. I really don't. They have stayed up with me while they cleaned my clogged shower drain at 2:00 AM, picked up my garbage even if the cut off is 6:00 PM and I go home at 8:00 PM, said countless "Good morning"s with a smile even if I just left dirty footprints on their newly cleaned floors. But someone's going to pay for what happened to my unit and it's going to be the engineer who promise to look at unit 2013's leaky sink yesterday when I complained.

3. I took a longer-but-with-less-traffic route to get home but ended up getting stuck in a traffic jam 15 minutes away from my condo.



Upside: My friend who lives nearby called me and invited me to dinner at Wingman. It turns out #NationalLipstickDay is also #NationalWingsDay and all orders of wings are 50% off! If you're a pessimist, which surprisingly I have not been in this post, you'd think dining in a day before National Wings Day is ill-starred, but we wouldn't have known about the deal have we not eaten there. Besides, wings for two nights in a row is not that bad.

I'm pretty sure nobody cares about what happens to my days, but if you made it here, thank you, friend. I just needed to shake off this bad juju.

*It's against our company policy to write opinion about our competitors' products and write about ours least we want to appear biased. Also as a personal choice, I have decided to keep this blog free from any company-related content as much as I can. 

So there goes my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Got days like this, too? Let me know on Twitter or Instagram!




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