74 People Who Are Probably Having A Day Way Worse Than Yours

I'm genuinely grateful to the local PD for not having a legitimate emergency and taking the time to jimmy the lock on the hearse. It only took an extra 10 minutes and waiting on a locksmith could've been 2 hrs. While sitcom worthy, it was only a mild annoyance thanks to local cops. Apparently it's never happened to them before, and I'm willing to bet they get an extra set of keys for the office moving forward. It's just a reminder that even during death, life still happens.

15 years ago. I had my first two basal cell skin cancers removed, including one behind my right ear. It never seemed to heal properly. I still go to the dermatologist at least once a year. And I know I’ve asked my previous dermatologist about this spot at least for the past 6 years. Every year, he would look at it and tell me it was just damaged skin in a place that is hard to heal. This year that group quit taking my insurance. So I had to switch dermatologists. As soon as my new doc saw this area, he said “I am sorry, that is basal cell. You are going to need Mohs surgery”. 30 stitches later, it’s clean. I am convinced my previous doctor was more interested in selling lip filler and Botox than actually doing dermatology.

I've had the ring for a little over 2 months now. Hid it behind some old books on the shelves in my office. After some of our friends started posting old yearbook photos in our group chat, she ran to go look through our yearbooks too. It didn't occur to me until too late...
We have a trip to Chicago coming up within a week. So much for surprises.

Mind you, they did already did it once this week with the same results. I had to remove the dishwasher and fix it. I made it very clear the last time to both of them that dish soap cannot be used in the dishwasher.

EDIT: they aren’t even old lol, mid 50s and we’ve had a dishwasher since forever. We ran out of the tablets last week and no one has gotten any yet. That’s probably why they thought putting in dish soap was going to work.

We were packing for our family trip to Jamaica and I hear my wife scream upstairs. She just tells me “I’m not going to Jamaica” and shows me her passport. Only the main page shown is torn. Nothing else. (The image depicted is after she tried taping it back together) She dropped it on the bed for a second and the dog got to it. And she is normally not destructive like that, but despite how pissed we were, we couldn’t blame her.
After reality has sunk in, I hopped on a call with some passport department inquiring about an emergency passport. They apparently only give them out if there is a death in the family etc. They searched for appointments nearby and the only one on the east coast was in Buffalo NY at 8am the following day. So we changed my wife’s flight, and sent her tour to buffalo, and got her a 10:45 am flight out from Buffalo to Orlando, then to Jamaica hoping that it would work. They don’t guarantee that you will get it same day, but the reviews for the location were surprisingly positive so we were hopeful. She shows up an hour early, is first in line and they tell her they can get it same day, but won’t start printing passports till 10am. The manager came out and told my wife she should probably change her flight because he can’t guarantee that she will get it in time for the 10:45 flight.
She comes back around 10, sits right, and the woman at the front desk gives a friendly wink to my wife. At 10:15 the manager tells my wife’s passport is printing. Around 10:20-10:25 they hand it to her and she hits the find driver button on the uber app. She gets picked up, and takes the 15 min ride to the airport. The uber driver told her he’s driven MANY people that flew from out of state to Buffalo for a same day passport and he believed she could make it. Well she did. Boarding got delayed but she make it with like 10 minutes to spare and arrived in Jamaica only 3 hours after we did.
Was beyond exhausting!
TLDR: dog chews wife’s passport 12 before flight. Wife flys to Buffalo for only available appointment, gets her passport same day and barely makes her flight to eventually meet us in Jamaica only a few hours after our arrival.

Made a cinnamon crumble dessert Saturday after dinner and we each had a small piece. Next day we heading out to run some errands and get dinner when he asked if he could have a piece after he ate. Which I told him was fine. I get back after a long day and they ate the entire middle of the cake. His excuse was "I didn't like the edges", as if taking the literal entire middle was the only choice he had!

33 weeks pregnant and was craving specifically Stouffer’s mac n cheese, don’t judge. Stirred it and noticed it was very soupy. So yes, I counted the noodles. I was extremely disappointed and of course this is the only box I bought EDIT: Okay guys, you all gave me a good laugh. I’m glad some were as inconvenienced about this as I was. I did boil some elbow noodles and toss them in there. I did not make nachos or use bread, because my craving was the stupid Stouffer’s mac n cheese. For those mad about me calling them “noodles”, I don’t care. I will continue calling them noodles, be mad I am considering contacting Stouffer’s QC, but also it was $5 and I’m fortunate enough to not be in a spot where $5 is a lot.