Dazed

Do you ever just have one of those days?

You wake up in the morning from a bad dream (which somehow has the ability to determine your mood indefinitely) and realize that your life has somehow gone completely off-course? That it has, in fact, become a steaming pile? You can't find a new job because the economy is shit (no one is even CALLING about the 30 resumes you sent out this week, except for the one as a secretary at the Yoga center, who informed you that you're 'not qualified), your car is such a piece of garbage that someone offers to push it into the Hudson for you (if only you had Theft Insurance), you hate your lousy, morally degrading waitressing job, you're living with your parents at 24, you have no dental insurance and you think you have a cavity, it's cold and miserable out, you wish you could go back to grad school but have no money, and even your best friends are driving you nuts?

I'm having one of those days.

In my dream last night, I was being verbally abused by some obnoxious customers while waitressing, and was fruitlessly trying to explain to them that I graduated from the best Communications school in the country with high honors, and that I shouldn't even be there. They didn't care. All they cared about was ordering something from the menu that didn't exist. Figures.