What a wonderful morning, how delightful it is to know that after you take a bath at 6 o' clock you get to acknowledge the fact that you left the door closed and the key is inside your room. So that you cannot get inside and have to wait outside, hoping that your landlady arrives on time.
But NO! She didn't arrive. So you have to wait a lot more to figure out what you are going to do with your short petty life outside your newly-rented room.
You asked for help. Then help came, hammered the door-knob so hard that it now looks twisted and crumpled. You are late for work. You are late for work. So you hailed for a taxi and when you got inside, something tells you that you left your WALLET! in the room.
I mean, can this day become any 'more' worst?
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