I almost dropped my (ringing) cell phone down the elevator shaft. That's the kind of day I'm having.
My underwear are in my pocket. That's the kind of day I'm having.
I had 10 minutes between giving an exam and my lecture class to print handouts, save the powerpoint to my thumb drive, and drop off another set of exams to the person proctoring tomorrow. Instead, I found myself waiting on a manic, off-her-meds, muttering-to-herself-while-pulling-on-her-hair student to turn in her exam, while I tried not to stress her out anymore so as to not push her over the edge. That's the kind of day I'm having.
God, I can't wait to get home to this: