Let me tell you about my morning.
Yesterday, I spent time at the hospital because I fractured and sprained my foot while wrestling (the John Cena kind, not the university kind). Today, I worked from home — a prisoner to my own stupidity with my foot in an Aircast.
I decided to start my day with some breakfast, so I threw bacon in the oven, but then became distracted by work. Next thing you know, the smoke alarm is going off. I grab my crutches and hobble over to wave a towel at the alarm, and the beeping ceases. Then, I hobble back to the stove to take the burnt bacon out of the oven so that the alarm doesn't go off again. It does.
While doing this, I knock a rogue pan into the sink, smashing a bunch of glasses that had accumulated. So there I am with a foot in a cast, a beeping smoke alarm, broken dishes, and no bacon.
And now you know what inspired me to write this article. Here are some people whose days also went from bad to worse.