Lets compare our really, really shitty days. →[More:]Hand up who else has had a day from hell. I arrived at university this morning to discover a note in my letter-box, to the effect that my PhD scholarship was running out in two weeks, and I will no longer have any scholarship income. I haven't yet been accepted for any jobs, and all the jobs I've applied for have been pretty marginal. My pregnant wife is stressing, as she's off work and it's looking pretty tragic in regards to paying our mortgage and various debts. So it looks like we'll have to rent out our house and move into my mother-in-law's. I'm starting to apply for desperate jobs - lab assistant jobs requiring a
diploma in my own department. I'll rock up to the interview and they'll
know I'll only be hanging around in the job until I find a decent one.
And then...we arrived home this evening, after three days away, to discover a strange smell in the house. It should be noted that here in Adelaide, we've had 42C / 107F temperatures over the last week. Turns out the compressor in our refridgerator had given out while we were away - and it was HOT inside that fridge. I vomited once cleaning out all the rotten fruit and meat. Then we walked into another room and discovered...a candle, my wife had left burning before we left three days ago, was still burning. We almost had no house left to rent! And on top of that, with no fridge, my beer's warm and I can't even drink myself sane. And my ferns have died in the heat. Compare and contrast.