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August 2nd, 2007 #1Registered User
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Today i had to go and get my blood taken (throat and tonsil issues spanning 3 months, doc wont take it seriously), and i was quite happy with my lack of nerves, which was a side effect of me being extremely worried about my girlfriends safety ( shes meant to be in greece, not heard from her in over a week ).
Anyway, the woman steals my blood, and i sigh thinking its all over. Then as i stand up she says "ooops" and waves more bottles at me.. She had taken the wrong samples, or not enough ( too faint to ask), so in goes the needle into my other arm!
I rationalised it by calling myself a selfish bastard, reminding myself that people gave PINTS of blood regularly.
Anyway, i went off to subway for a recovery meal, spicy italian with mayo! yum! I go to sit down and a kid sitting near me pukes everywhere, then just gets up and walks off!
I just got up and walked home.
( Im enjoying all the story telling on this forum, and id like to hear some more bad days. )
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ohhh man. i have a good one for you. but its gonna take me a few posts to get it all in here.
maybe a quick summary:
- get up late for class, find out my cars been broken into, stereo stolen, cd's and backpack gone, windshield is shattered..
- no friends to pick me up so i wait for the bus.. for over an hour. missed 2 classes already. turns out the buses were cancelled due to some safety violation.. i start walkin.
- i get to lab, dont have my work cuz the back pack is gone, get a big fat 0 for the assignment, which means im failing the class.
- go to lunch, realize i dont have my wallet.. cuz it was in the backpack
- meet up with a friend to get a ride home, thinking about how im gonna fix the car. turns out the car is being towed at my apartments because the apartments dont want 'abandoned vehicles' on their lots.
- i explain to the guy what happened, we start arguing, i lose my cool, the cops show up..
- i explain, they leave my car, take a report and help me move it to another spot.
- during this time, my roomate had come and gone, locking the door with my keys on my desk.
- i walk to my friends place to stay the night. he advises me to drink until everything is erased. i do as he says..
- i spend the next 2 days puking and crying like a little girl.. missed more classes, car gets towed anyway cuz i had agreed to get it fixed in 2 days.
- JAGit's only after you've lost everything, that you're free to do anything..
August 2nd, 2007 #3Registered User
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Not exactly a bad day, but a bad blood drawing experience...
A few summers ago I got really sick - I was in the hospital for a solid week. During that time the doctors checked my blood about three times a day because I was losing platelets and red blood cells (I was anemic enough to be putting on sweatshirts in 85 degree weather because I felt cold). Well, needless to say I got a lot of blood drawn that week - all the veins in my arms were collapsing, so it took them a couple of tries (I think like five) until they got some from my foot. I was not a happy person at all and now I'm a little afraid of needles.
August 2nd, 2007 #4
I don't think I'm going to be able to top JAG, but I'm still going to post.
A while ago I had to return some books to my college library, it's about twenty minutes away so I had to put some gas in my car before I could go. While I was at the gas station I got a call from my grandma, she needed to get her lawn mowed. Her house is on the way so I figured "what the hell, I'll be nice."
I stop back at the house to get the weed wacker, then I'm on my way.
About half way there I get rear ended, when I turn around the person that hit me is already going off of an off-ramp...the bastard. My car still works but now the rear bumper is literally smashed up under my car. I made it to grandma's were I worked for about an hour. It must have been about ninety out and my allergies were really acting up, I couldn't go more than a few seconds without sneezing. When I finally finished I got back in the car and was ready to leave when one of Granny's neighbors came walking up to my car with a pissed off look on his face. I rolled down the window and he bitched about some grass clippings I left on his driveway, and he demanded that I clean them up.
Normally I would have told him to fuck off, but my grandma is 81 years old, and I didn't want to risk this prick giving her a hard time about it. So I got a broom and cleaned up the grass clippings...I still hate that bastard. I finally left and was once again on my way to the University library, it can be complicated to get back on the freeway from my granny's house, I ended up going the wrong way down a street and narrowly missed several head on collisions. After reorienting myself I finally managed to get back on the freeway and on my way to the library.
When I got to campus I was surprised to find that there were no meters open, normally I would have just gone to a structure, but that can cost up $5, and I was only going to be there for about ten minutes. I ended up driving around for about ten minutes to find a place to park, finally I found one beautiful open parking meter. I put in enough quarters to get about an hour of time on the meter, I didn't want to take chances.
I went and took my books back to the library, and was surprised to find out that they were a couple days late. At this point I was too tired to argue and just gave up the $4.
I left the library and went straight back to my car, remember when I said that I parked there to save some money? Turns out that in my excitment after finding a virgin parking space I had parked in a handycap spot, the stickers and signs were everywhere-how could I have missed them? Anyways, in Detroit this is a $100 ticket.
I was pissed, even more pissed after I heard some people laughing at my misfortune from a nearby roof top. I swallowed my rage and got into the car, then I couldn't find my sun glasses...turns out I had sat on them and broke them. I almost had a heart attack.
I got back on the road and ended up in a traffic jam, it took me about an hour to get home. When I finally got there I went in my room and went to bed, it was only five o'clock.
August 2nd, 2007 #5
No way! what a coincidence. I recently had a 3/4 month throat and tonsils issue of my own that I had to get blood taken on, and I nearly passed out heading out of the doctors office... I felt like such a wuss
Glad we finally got it figured out though, turns out I had Mono of all things. I had to get blood taken twice since they didn't check for mono the first time, and we had to go an Ear Nose and Throat Doctor where I got blood taken again. This lady was good though, she got it done in no time and I was so relieved to get out there .
August 2nd, 2007 #6
I think the worst bad day I had was when I was born...that was a cold, heartless afternoon
August 2nd, 2007 #7
I remember driving and knocking two cyclists off their bike, they kicked my bike and I drove off...it was awesome too when the cops gave me a call later that night...I was shitting little green pellets.
Then, one of my firearm books was misdirected to the wrong house, it was a sniper manual from the United States Marine Corp, and criminal investigations came to my place of work and interrogated me for an hour.
August 2nd, 2007 #8
August 3rd, 2007 #9
A few years ago I went to a walk-in clinic to get a few quick shots for school (tetanus and flu), but the shots gave me two grand mal seizures and I ended up being taken away in an ambulence and spending the rest of the day in hospital. Yeah...that was a pretty sucky day but I've always been terrified of needles and now I have a legal reason to never have to be vaccinated ever again.
August 3rd, 2007 #10
August 3rd, 2007 #11
On my 18th birthday, I was stuck in bed, sick with a really bad flu. This was also the day that my rejection letter from Cal Arts came in the mail. It wasn't just a bad day, it served as a catalyst set off some of the worst, most confusing, meandering years of my life - seriously, it was as if I was a completely different person after that day.
And oh yeah, with a thread title like this, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to be campy:
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August 3rd, 2007 #13
Same day I got my rejection letter for an art school in Paris i was driving my moms Honda s2000, I thought my life was over and then kachunk! I just drove her new aluminum rims straight in to the curb and scratched the shit out of them. total cost to get them repaired: 1500 dollars.
But the worst day/night was trying to get my ex-girlfriend back, man those events that took place that evening were so unbelievable.. talk about the worst morning-after of my life... I shudder just thinkin about it...[url=http://galleryonefone.blogspot.com[/url] This would be my gallery in Sweden
This would be my Pleine Air blog
August 3rd, 2007 #14
Anyone try to beat me. I won't talk about it but
when i was 21 I did:
Got bumped my my GF in the morning
Lost my job during the afternoon
And I got drunk in the evening
Next day was nicer.
I got back with my GF
and got a new job!
August 3rd, 2007 #15fishing for boots...
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hell yes, I have one of these once or twice a week
Theres one bad day I'll never forget which happened a couple of years back, when I was working as a forklift driver in a warehouse.
-In the middle of a nasty storm, thundering in the area knocks off the power to my house.
-I wake up 3 hours later than I should have because of a reset alarm due to the storm.
-Rush out of bed and haul ass to work without eating or taking my meds or anything (Getting out of a bad cold)
-Get to work and its pooring outside, parking lot is packed, I get the crappiest parking space. Now I run in the pooring rain all the way to the dock
-I take a nasty fall halfway there and sprain my foot, still stuck in the rain (Im sick from the two days before)
-get to the dock, boss starts cursing and yelling blah blah, was hopeing for a suspension but the fucker only wrote me up for being late and not calling.
-My forklift is on the other end of the dock, no gas and trashed up from the jackass that used it the night before (After an hour of searching for it)
-The night starts accompanied by several shoe trailers (boxes upon loose boxes) and doors that I can't even get open because the driver parked the trailer to close to the dock.
~After a series of smaller annoying events
-break time comes, im starving with no money and the closest late night mcdonalds is about 15 miles away considering I used to work the graveyard shift.
-I take the drive regardless, still sick with no meds and come back late from break, my boss doesnt say anything (+ for me)
-the night goes on, 10 minutes before I leave I end up dropped over a whole pallet full of paint, the 20-30 buckets hit the floor and paint goes all over the place. I stay for about half an hour to an hour longer than my original 12 hour days to clean up the shit.
-I curse out my boss and walk out, only to find halfway down the road that I forgot to clock out and turn in the manefest I was working on.
-I drive back to turn the printout in and clock out only to confront my boss again.
-I get into a minor car accident on the way home at 6:00am. Tired driver took the red and hit me from the side, I guess he didnt see me coming I don't really remember.
That was probably the worst day of my life, only a few days before someone close to me had passed away so I was already in a bad mood. I ended up getting really sick after that and took a week off. I've had days where I worked 36 hours straight with no sleep during a hurricane, power knocked out all over the place and me driving an hour to my house on the highway with no lights but my own (huge tree blocking the road that leads to my house, my truck gets stuck halfway down the woods in a detour.)
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