It's just a bad day…

We all have them, a bad day...one that starts bad and then continually gets worse until you feel like screaming.
I was thinking back about a day like that, that happened to me. It started out raining and if you live in South Florida, we all know what that means, no one knows how to drive.

So of course the turnpike was a hot mess, making me late for work. When I finally get to the salon, I realize that my towels are gone, someone stole all my hair towels, Wtf? I frantically looked all over for them but to no avail so now I must run over to the other building, in the rain to get some from there.
When I arrive back at my salon, and see that there is a line of people there, all bitching at me because I am late. Just to mention, which is something I never am, but that doesn't seem to matter to them. I am late today. All of this shit has already made me frazzled this early in the morning.

It was the holidays and everyone wanted their hair done so they kept adding people to my schedule. A schedule that is already overbooked and running behind. I am already exhausted because I have been working 10 -12 hour days those last few weeks because of the...