Friday night topic: Your worst day ever

I’ve been brutally unproductive today for various reasons, and it feels like everything is crashing down around me. As I sit and type, I can feel drops of sweat beading on my skin, because our air conditioner has gone on the fritz—right before the long holiday weekend. If another bad thing happens today, well… I may momentarily lose my sense of perspective.

Which would be bad.

In the grand scheme, of course, today isn’t all that awful. And it’s certainly nothing tragic or personally devastating. But it does feel like, you know, a skin-crawling, why-me-inducing bad day.

I’m sure you’ve had them. And sometimes, after the fact, once you’ve pushed through and overcome, a day like that can make a pretty good story. The question is: have you ever endured a particularly and memorably bad day, an avalanche of random circumstances gone wrong, that still makes you shake your head when you look back at it? Do tell!

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    • jtmmo11
    • 9 years ago

    Hi dashbarron

    Joining the Navy was the best decision I made. I got to meet a lot of wonderful people, including my Wife.

    • Wintermane
    • 9 years ago

    My worst day was way back when I was a teen. My intestines ruptured.

    That HURTS by the by. But worse was to come. When I came to after the surgery I was already bloating up… and then the bile came.. and continued to come up for far too many days.

    I dont think most people truely can comprehend the impact barfing up gallons of bile has… Its like barfing up a sewage treatment plant.. after it was set on fire and had nuke waste dumped into it….

    It took 3 months for the aftertaste to go away.

    • LoneHowler
    • 9 years ago

    Oh…

    It would be that day in 2007 when I, having had my car die (and with it my job as a courier) three months prior and having been unable to get a new job due to general lethargy (which would soon be explained), woke with intense right back pain and vomiting. I didn’t even have a phone, so I had to crawl to my computer and contact someone via Yahoo Messenger to call the ambulance for me.

    I was taken to the nearest ER and they did a preliminary diagnosis of kidney stones. Off to the CT scanner I went for a confirming scan. I figured something was up when it took over two hours to read the scan.

    The ER doc finally came back in and told me that I did indeed have kidney stones. But they’d also seen something ELSE. I had an unexplained mass on my pancreas.

    They wanted to keep me to diagnose this (and do some treatment for the stones along the way). I agreed. The first order of business was to do another CT scan, this one more extensive and with IV contrast. From there I went to a room. My father came up from his home some 40 miles away to visit me. While he was there, we got the results of the second CT scan – pancreatic growth with liver mets. Of course, at that point the betting diagnosis is Stage IV exocrine pancreatic cancer (think Patrick Swayze). Life expectancy for this would have been about 5 months.

    In the days to come, the news would get better. After a biopsy, it was determined that I did not have exocrine pancreatic cancer. After 3 more biopsies over about a month and a half, it was determined that I had pancreatic neuroendocrine tumors (yes, this is EXACTLY what Steve Jobs has/had – however, mine was on the tail or distal end of the pancreas and his was on the head of that organ). After that, I had an operation to remove the primary tumor and have parts of my liver worked on. I then went on a clinical trial of a drug, which proved effective for about a year or so, but then lost effectiveness. I was able to more or less jump from that study into a new one run at NIH (I have to go up to DC every two weeks). I’ve only had one treatment, so i do not know how effective it is yet.

    • Wajo
    • 9 years ago

    Heh, I guess thanks are in order to some of you for helping me keep some perspective.

    Was starting to feel down because in the same day the rain made me miss an important class, had a car crash (will be without a car for at least a week) and I got some kind of flu bothering me… heh…

    • jpostel
    • 9 years ago

    I flew out to Denver for some meetings. I went a couple days early to ski with some co-workers. When I got there, we immediately went drinking. After 4-5 hours of eating and drinking we collapsed at their apartment for the night. Maybe 3 hours later, my wife calls to tell me that her brother, who was living in our house after getting out of rehab, had died of a heart attack in our house. My 7 year old daughter was the one that found him. I spent almost an hour crying and vomiting in the shower until I was well enough to drive. I drove back to Denver and hopped on the first flight that morning to get back to my family.

    Thanks for taking the time to read this.

    • anotherengineer
    • 9 years ago

    Hmm well, I haven’t gotten any loving from the wife in 6 weeks, still looking for a job in my field, making peanuts (but at least I have a job), no pension, and still paying the student loan off at 33, retirement date is looking about R.I.P., condo has mold, don’t have time to fix anything, and my 34yr vehicle is on its last legs, I guess that’s what the bus is for, too bad it doesn’t have a route to where I work lol

    Oh well. I’m alive and healthy (as far as I know) and that’s a lot better than most people in this world, so I’m not going to complain.

    • indeego
    • 9 years ago

    Yeah I’m not going to begin to talk about my worst days ever. Boiling oil? Motorcycle near dismemberment?

    I’ll try and remember these the next time I have a server with a dead power supply and I’m panicking because there are 5 minutes or so before I can put the replacement redundant one in.

    I have had moments of Murphy’s law where everything that can go wrong, does, but in retrospect I blew them way out of proportion and they were minor blipsg{<.<}g

    • Deanjo
    • 9 years ago

    7 days after starting my new job 2 years ago, knocked a pot of boiling cooking oil while cooking, causing the kitchen to be engulfed in flames, 3rd degree burns over both my hands and arms and feet, losing every possession that I had owned. My tenant insurance expired a couple of weeks before that because I couldn’t afford it while unemployed and was going to be the first thing I bought with my first paycheck from my new job. This happened at the end of January while it was 40 below. I was homeless, broke and out in the cold. I could have been easily let go from work, thankfully my new employer kept paying me during the long road to recovery and welcomed me back after I healed.

      • wobbles-grogan
      • 9 years ago

      Wow, thats a nice employer. I love to hear of stories where an employer doesnt just think of the money!

    • burntham77
    • 9 years ago

    The worst computer day I ever had was two years ago, after just building a Phenom-based system and the whole thing died on me after a couple of days. I never did get it working again, and I never fully figured out what went wrong. It was so bad that I had to return or sell most of the parts and go back to using my old Athlon parts.

    The worst personal day in recent years was about two summers ago when my wife and I had a HUGE fight and she almost walked out. That was a shitty day. We’re still together and things are great now, though.

    • Corrado
    • 9 years ago

    Over the course of 3 days in 2005 my car blew up, I lost my job, and my girlfriend broke up with me. Pretty lucky I lived in a first floor apartment with no exposed rafters or else I would have hung myself.

    • clone
    • 9 years ago

    I don’t really have a worst day scenario……. all of it fades over time let alone it depends highly on where you are in life and what matters at that time.

    I crashed a motorcyle on my way to work flipping it under a semi tractor trailer doing 200 kph….. that was shocking / painful and after a brief screach I impacted the bottom of the semi and blacked out (bad gouge in helmet… any idiot who doesn’t think they matter STFU forever)…. apparently I slid / bounced down the highway impacting a van then my bike impacted me and the van.

    to me it was all over in an instant but then why the hell were all of these ppl standing around looking down at me?…. and jesus did my thigh / leg hurt.

    1st words “F’off”…. said it like 4 times then got up limping (cracked hip, shock) and screamed for someone to pick up my bike ( leaking fuel, shock and knowing I had no insurance / needed to leave) then someone mentioned “we need to notify the law” to which I responded “F’off” and then got on the bike started it and rode off….. it wasn’t 2 minutes before the real pain started, so bad I hoped crying would make some of it go away… it wouldn’t so I stopped… was going through the motions hoping it or anything would lessen the pain (was shifting by hand at this point leg frozen)….. funny now that I reflect on it…. but with all things that is usually the case, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.

    just prior to crash as I had the brakes on hard had tried everything to avoid the accident (funny how fast the brain works at times) and had decided just before my front tire locked up causing my bike to crash to the ground which caused me to sail bouncing under and into the bottom of the truck…. anyway the instant before that happened I had said to myself mentally “I’m not going to die”…. don’t know why I knew, don’t know if others who didn’t survive have said it but I knew I wasn’t going to die despite the speed I was still going and what I was headed for….. go figure.

    at the time that was a bad day but like all things time takes the edge off.

    p.s. weeks later I realized that I may have been able to avoid the accident had I not locked up my back brakes and gotten on the fronts harder and earlier….. soon after I got spooked and my 1st instinct was to lock the back brakes again…. I was so mad I removed them and sure enough the next time my brain almost froze when my right foot instinctively tried to activate a non existent brake lever…… after that I began using the fronts a lot more and a lot more aggressively until I could control locking them and knew when they would…. literally dropped my stopping distances from 100mph by more than 100 feet if not more as back end glided over the ground I’d downshift which would lock up the tire for a moment each time.

    saved my life and best choice I ever made…. NOTE: I was young at the time this will only help with pre 1995 sport bikes… the later ones back brakes are so weak you have no choice and cruisers have different weight distribution.

    • PainIs4ThaWeak
    • 9 years ago

    Some “worst days” here are pale in comparison.

    Be thankful the worst day that ever happened to you was the day when the 5 grade bully took your G.I. Joe.

    :facepalm: Jeez… The gall…

      • 5150
      • 9 years ago

      I didn’t know this was a competition. In that case, it was the day I watched my family being raped, tortured, and murdered and then I had to relive these events until a full 24 hours had passed.

      • entropy13
      • 9 years ago

      In that case I saw my wives and families (plural because they were in different time periods) die since 10,000 years ago. Whether it was as “sacrifice” for a ritual in Central America, a flash flood along the Nile in Egypt, killed by Babylonians, killed by “barbarians”, accused and executed as “heretics” in France, invasion by Mongols, retaliation by the British during the revolution, poisoned darts and arrows of Zulus, drowned in the Titanic, beheaded by the Japanese in WWII, killed by Vietcong, killed by suicide bombers in Iraq…

    • flip-mode
    • 9 years ago

    Ugh. Read a few of these. Not a good FNT, lol. Going to my “happy place” now. Haven’t been there since Father Flint took me to the rectory.

    • Voldenuit
    • 9 years ago

    I prefer to cultivate an optimistic attitude and assume that my worst day ever hasn’t happened yet. ๐Ÿ˜›

    • thermistor
    • 9 years ago

    I really can’t compare to the posts above. But I got a new boss, 7th in about 6 years with the company.

    This guy lectured me, after having known me for all of about 10 minutes, for about half an hour, starting at 4:30 PM. Co-workers noticed, and everyone is already starting to keep a low profile.

    I’m trying to put it out of my head…but here we go again. I usually average 1 psycho boss after 2 OK/absentee bosses.

    • paulWTAMU
    • 9 years ago

    Had a crappy day at work, put in an extra hour or two to get things smoothed over. Went to get dinner at a sandwich shop. On my way out the joint after eating started to feel very queasy. While opening the door to my car, started just spewing blood and vomit. Scared the hell out of me. It looked like someone just opened up a big bottle of red gatorade and splashed it on my car and the parking lot. I was too dizzy to drive immediately afterwards so I’m sitting in a car covered in puke until I’m together enough to drive home, all the while with liberal amounts of blood and vomit on my shirt, my car seat, my door…the smell was rancid and it felt disgusting as all hell.

    It was the combination of revulsion and fear and physical pain…thankfully turned out I had an undiagnosed case of ulcers and an unknown peanut allergy and after dealing with those I’m fine but DAMN. I spent all night freaking out because well, that just ain’t supposed to happen. That red stuff is supposed to stay on the inside!

    EDIT: this was 2008

    I’ve certainly had sadder days–my grandparents dying, my cousin committing suicide, some really rough days at work–but it was the combination of emotions and physical pain that just made that day suck…on top of an already crappy day at the office.

    Runner ups are any days I deal with suicidal clients, or sever domestic abuse cases. Those’re rare but they wreck your day. And any time we’re taking search and rescue calls after a disaster.

    • Kharnellius
    • 9 years ago

    Nothing like a little perspective to make me realize this past week wasn’t the worst week someone could have (still very shitty though).

    Keep plugging away guys. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • WasF
    • 9 years ago

    Had a nice day today!
    Haven’t seen the sun for so long.. its good to finally feel its direct heat on the skin. Calm Friday at work (summer is here!), good weekend starters!
    Also, the first time I get a full night sleep in a week (not waking up for 2 hours at 2 AM!).
    Expecting a promised salary increase (probably 3%) any time now..
    Not bad overall!

    And one more thing: it’s fun to ruin your.. fun!

    • not@home
    • 9 years ago

    My parents got divorced when I was young and I lived with my Dad. He was never around much so my grandparents raised me. Well about 2 years ago my grandpa, who was 85, was not doing too well. I drove up there to visit one day. When I got there my aunt was outside and she said they had put him in home hospice earlier that day. I was bummed but whatever. I went inside and gave my grandpa a hug and he was mumbling something I could not understand. My grandma said he had been mumbling all day and it was all gibberish. I gave my grandma a hug and sat down on the couch. I looked at my grandpa and he had just died right then. It was terrible. It took two hour for the hospice people to get there and the whole time more and more relatives kept showing up. I just wanted to run but I couldn’t. It was by far the worst day of my life.

    • 5150
    • 9 years ago

    Doh

    • yogibbear
    • 9 years ago

    Been struggling with a stupid non-healing surgical wound for some random surgery i had (twice, cause the first one didn’t quite nip the problem in the ass) for almost a year sometime in July. Anyway…. getting up every morning before work to see a nurse and strip naked isn’t that bad…. but last week just got a bit down on myself, feeling depressed with it all and slept in till 2pm and then called up work and they’re all like “wtf?”…

    Eeeep!

    Can’t wait for this thing to heal…. ๐Ÿ™

    • 5150
    • 9 years ago

    So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that’s on the worst day of my life.

      • cygnus1
      • 9 years ago

      Shinare beat you to that quote…

        • 5150
        • 9 years ago

        This truly is the worst day of my life.

          • Kharnellius
          • 9 years ago

          Lol. Nice.

    • bthylafh
    • 9 years ago

    About ten years ago, I drove a thousand miles in one day to see my sorta-girlfriend (it was complicated) a few states over (don’t try this by yourself). I got there and the next day her psycho Christian fundamentalist father had brainwashed her into telling me to go back home – not even a “thanks for coming to see me”. Said nutbar even visited my campsite at night to bring the message personally.

    This especially hurt because, due to my utter social ineptness, it was my first real relationship (I was 20) & the first girl who I’d exchanged those three little words with.

    So after a couple days camping in a national park and sightseeing around the area, I drove the thousand miles back in one day again (not as bad this time, but still, don’t try it) to find out that my parents had had a huge row about something and Dad was banished to the basement.

    It was just as well I hadn’t tried alcohol yet.

    • Trident Troll
    • 9 years ago

    I had bleeding ulcers and an E.coli infection at the same time
    …in a foreign country
    …where I didn’t speak the language
    …and had no money

    All my days on Earth since then have been a blessing.

    • niofis
    • 9 years ago

    My worst day happened last october, on a saturday. That morning I got woken up by a very nasty sms from a friend (my very best friend), who was arguing with me about some misunderstanding but used such bad arguments that I was really shocked (things haven’t been the same afterwards), and on top of that I was feeling very bad from flu symptoms.

    As bad as I was feeling (friend, flu), I went to work, as soon as I got there, found the other person working there to be kind of upset so he went home and left me alone to take care of the clients. After a while, (having me going down into the abyss of sorrow), it started to rain, but it was such a strong rain that water starting leaking into the store, so I was there, alone running around like mad trying to move computers into safe places to they wouldn’t get wet.

    Then it was time for me to leave, I left for home (int my car) when at an intersection the traffic lights weren’t working; everyone was acting properly (as if there where 4 stop signs), crossing in turns, etc, etc. Finally it was my turn to cross the street (as well as for the other cars on the same line), I was almost on the other side of the street when a dumbass who wanted to “get ahead of everyone”, used an empty car lane on the street that I was crossing, over the speed limit, so he ended crashing on my car’s door, because he was unable to brake propertly on the wet asphalt.

    I went mad, and took my phone to call the police, but he said not to and asked me to talk things more calmly on another place, so the Idiot me said ok and went to my car, when suddently the other person ran of the scene. I didn’t write down his car’s plates number nor asked for names, anything; I was kind of shocked because I had never before been involved in a car crash.

    I was left with a crashed car, an almost exploding jugular, a bottomless pit of sorrow (friend discussion), and the flu, under the heavy rain =(.

    That night was going to be a party for my brother and her fiancee who where about to marry, I couldn’t get a ride so I had to go using my broken car (that was leaking rain water inside), it was a relief nobody wondered why the left half of my shirt was soaked .

    At the party, I was feeling so down that I wasn’t looking where I was stepping, causing me to put my right foot, up to the hip, inside a huge hole filled with muddy water. I spent the rest of the night wondering if a lighting (or something worst) was gonna hit me.

    That was my worst day by a long shot, since a very, very long time, can’t remember a harder day actually. Anyway, it was just a day of the worst year I have ever been through.

    Thanks for reading.

    • RickyTick
    • 9 years ago

    About 2 years ago my wife found a lump in her breast. It was cancer and had moved into her lymph nodes under her arm pit. She went through chemotherapy, radiation treatment, and several surgeries. The last reconstructive surgery was just 3 months ago. We found out last week that the cancer is back and has metastasized into her liver. She had a port put in today and will start chemo on Tuesday. She’s only 39 years old and no history of cancer in her family. We have 2 small kids, ages 5 and 8. It’s been a rough couple of years and may get much worse.

    Thanks for listening and letting me share.

      • ssidbroadcast
      • 9 years ago

      Yeesh, that sounds horrible. Not to make light of things, but have you ever watched g[

      • Sahrin
      • 9 years ago

      Ricky wins the “worst-day-off.”

      For whatever good it can ever do, I hope things turn out well. Your wife is already a giant for having faced this down once, and kicked its ass. The same attitude will win the day again. Best of fortune to you both.

      • niofis
      • 9 years ago

      My very best wishes, you’ll get thru this triumphantly.

      • bthylafh
      • 9 years ago

      Damn, dude, I’m sorry.

        • RickyTick
        • 9 years ago

        thanks very much

      • 5150
      • 9 years ago

      That truly sounds like my worst nightmare. I hope for nothing but the best for your family.

      • paulWTAMU
      • 9 years ago

      damn. I don’t want to think what I’d be like if my wife was seriously ill. Wishing ya’ll the best

      • flip-mode
      • 9 years ago

      /oops.

    • ssidbroadcast
    • 9 years ago

    Where do I begin?

    I’ve been rejected by every job or internship I’ve interviewed for since 2008, over seven of those being within the past month. I just wrote a check for $350 (my rent for July) and I have less than $500 in the bank. Not sure what I am going to do about August.

    I often get rejections in pairs or collections, like one over email and then another over a phonecall twenty minutes later. Each one is worse than the next.

    So guess you could say I’m having a worst month or year.

      • xtremevarun
      • 9 years ago

      DAMN DUDE!!! hang in there….

      • tay
      • 9 years ago

      Good luck ugh. Job problems are horrible.

      • flip-mode
      • 9 years ago

      Forgot to mention rejection by girlfriend / other girlfriend story.

        • ssidbroadcast
        • 9 years ago

        That stuff is bad, sure, but it doesn’t hit the self-esteem like job rejection does.

    • jtmmo11
    • 9 years ago

    Hi All

    The day I got dumped by my girl friend & fired. I was so down that I went & enlisted in the Navy.

      • NeelyCam
      • 9 years ago

      Showed them!

      • dashbarron
      • 9 years ago

      This made me lol. How’s the Navy working out for you?

    • jdaven
    • 9 years ago

    I had a very bad 2 weeks during the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. I was going to graduate school at LSU at the time. So I decided to take a 2 week hiatus from my research and volunteer at the impromptu field hospital that was setup in our intramural gymnasium.

    Wow, talk about 2 weeks of seeing heart-wrenching misery. Between refugees urinating and defecating in their pants because they were not allowed off of their bus for over 10 hours due to security reasons and elderly people dying in the gym, I was pretty overwhelmed. I helped clean and bath many of them. I sat with bewildered seniors to try and comfort them while listening to stories of lost family homes and pets. I played with children who hadn’t see their parents in weeks.

    Don’t get me wrong, I was honored and filled with joy helping everybody out like that but seeing such misery in one of the richest countries in the world is enough to get anybody down. I guess the whole country was having a “bad day” at that time.

    • Shinare
    • 9 years ago

    Ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So it means that every single day you see me, that’s on the worse day of my life.

      • cygnus1
      • 9 years ago

      What about today? Is today the worst day of your life?

      • albundy
      • 9 years ago

      HAH! that’s exactly my non-life! you spared me the effort of typing all that.

    • south side sammy
    • 9 years ago

    The day I lost my virginity. Wow, how delusional I was. LOL

      • albundy
      • 9 years ago

      did he/she cost alot of money?

      • TheEmrys
      • 9 years ago

      Prison can be bad for us all. Bummer that you got a bad cell mate.

    • SecretMaster
    • 9 years ago

    Mine wasn’t so much a bad day and more like a bad 3 week period.

    Around late february and early march we had some unfortunate family circumstances which required me traveling to home from school on the weekends (its a 225 mile ride one way from school to home). On a Sunday night right as I was getting ready to head back to school, my wouldn’t start. So it had to be towed to a mechanic (a few days later we find out the starter needs to be replaced).

    I had no way of getting back to school that night, and I had an exam first thing Monday morning. After doing some familial car swapping, I’m able to head out to school the next morning using my sisters car. On the ride up I get pulled over for speeding (1 mile before the speed limit gets raised again…)

    So I miss my exam that morning, although luckily the professor allows me to take it Tuesday. Tuesday comes and I can’t find him anywhere, I end up taking it Wednesday (where he mentions that statistically I should have a higher grade because I took so long to take the exam…)

    Later that week NY got whacked with a mammoth snowstorm (one of the ones that wiped out all of the Northeast, including D.C.). I’m driving home the Friday of that same week, dealing with the miserably inclement weather. I ended up crashing into a snowbank, at 10mph the car couldn’t manuever a turn. So I spent a good 4 hours that night digging myself out.

    I’ll stop there, but the lady luck really crapped out on me/my family for the next few weeks as well. Trees falling down, more car woes, etc.

    • derFunkenstein
    • 9 years ago

    Not too long ago I was driving to work in the fog. I was going along at around 45MPH because I was in the middle of nowhere and couldn’t really see that well. All the sudden a stop sign I had forgotten about comes up and I slam on my brakes – only for them not to be there. I slam down my foot again, and apparently hit something that locked up my tires. Not sure if my e-brake is in there or if there was something else. Regardless, I skid right up to the stop sign. The rest of my day was consumed with getting my truck to a shop and getting it fixed, and finding a ride home (which took no less than four phone calls). Nothing earth shattering, nothing that hasn’t happened to someone before, and certainly nothing tragic (though almost it was I think). But still a rotten way to start the day.

    Not my “worst day ever” because my absolute worst day ever violates the topic of an avalanche of random circumstances gone wrong.

    • Jigar
    • 9 years ago

    Vanilla 8800GT going down for no reason, my Yamaha’s (Motocycle) radiator getting leak(had to change that), and PDA (O2 Atom) dying for no reason on the same day was really a bad memorial day. I would hate that kind of repeat.

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