Have you ever had one of those days? You know, when you roll into your office first thing in the morning, turn on the light, and find that the bulb is burnt out? Then, of course, you trip over an overflowing trash can, and garbage tumbles all over the carpet AND your really nice, extremely expensive new shoes. You cant just leave the garbage there, so you bend down and shovel it all back into the can with your hands. Naturally, someone left yesterdays lunch (soggy, oily fried chicken that is now growing a healthy layer of green fuzz) in the rubbish bin, and now its all over your hands. You go to wash your hands, but the water doesnt come out warm, and the sink is clogged. Shaking your dirty fingers of the cold water, you move in for a paper towel. Guess what? There arent any. That leaves you no choice but to wipe your greasy, stinky hands on your suit pants that you dont have time to change before your date later that night, and you go back to work, angry like the wolf.