A bad day

I started the day on the wrong foot. When I got out of bed, my leg was suddenly scratched because inadvertently I stepped on my cat Ariel .

Then I went into the bathroom to take a shower and my ring dropped out of my finger. It rolled onto the floor and was irretrievably lost. I couldn’t find it anywhere, even though I crawled around on my hands and knees looking for it.

I dropped my breakfast plate on the kitchen floor. The scrambled eggs, pancakes and orange juice flown up to the ceiling.

The refrigerator, the kitchen floor and the sink were splattered all over with the sticky maple syrup.

At work my computer broke down. I called to the technical support department and I was given an appointment for the next day.

Suddenly, a loud explosion was heard. I ran to the next office and I found my co-worker lying on the floor.  His pants were blown away. The battery of his smart phone exploded into his pocket.

I phoned for an ambulance. My friend was carried by the paramedics and I decided to go back to my home and rest because I was having a bad day.