I swear, my commute today was absolute crap. First, I nearly broke my leg tripping over a curb while juggling my damn coffee. Then, the train was delayed for eternity, and I had to stand squished between two sweaty strangers. My clothes ended up smelling like an old gym locker room—fun times, right?

By the time I finally dragged myself into the office, my boss started hollering like it was all my fault. That self-righteous prick gave me the third degree for being late, as if I purposely planned this nightmare of a morning. Seriously, who chooses to start their day by getting coffee all over themselves and nearly face-planting in the street?

I’m just done. I might have lost my temper and muttered a few choice words under my breath (oops), but can you blame me? Let’s just say I’m counting the hours until I can escape this madness.

What do you think?

#WorstMorningEver #BadCommute #OverIt

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