So you think you're having a bad day? Well, whenever I'm sinking into self pity, and think my day couldn't get any worse, I just look at this picture. I remember that no matter how bad my day is, it couldn't be any more unpleasant than the day Santa met me.
I mean, come on, look at the poor man's face.
P.S. The mailman just tried to race me around the block. He was driving a truck, I was attempting to walk two Chihuahuas. Talk about unfair.