Today was indeed one of those days.

I was seeing a patient when the lenses detached from the spectacle frame. It appears a screw popped loose and was nowhere to be found. I am pretty close to useless without the glasses on. There was no spare glasses. Miraculously though after a brief episode of hysteria, the screw miraculously showed up on the table and i was able to fix it right in front of the now bemused patient.

Then when i was driving out to get some lunch, a loud pop and some mysterious hiss sound decided to appear. I pulled over only to note that i had a rear flat tyre. As i struggled to get the tyre fixed, i was thinking as my sweat dripped profusely from my face, it is times like this that i wished i was a woman. Just look pretty and i bet you someone will stop and help. As my tender hands finally finished the job, i was suddenly filled with a sense of pride. Sure i had changed tyres before, but this was different. I did it in record time!

No offence to women but it is just that i feel really grumpy. Amazingly, there was no utterance of vulgarity. But it was certainly "one of those days"!