A Day From Hell

May 20, 2005 at 3:32 pm Leave a comment

Is it possible to be told by a man on the subway that you have the devil inside you, lose a babysitting job, cry in Borders, have horrible coffee, and fall flat on your face on the sidewalk in front of a million people, scraping body parts you didn’t know you had, without it being called the day from hell??

Just wondering?

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Entry filed under: New York Life.

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