Twilight Zone

Oh, other than the fact that I just had quite arguably the worst day/night at work where the "project manager" failed to coordinate and communicate, it seems like I was doomed from the beginning to be in this twilight zone.

After working 12 hours straight, I finally got things done despite said "project manager's" shortcomings. So I headed home around four in the morning. Although we are in the dead of summer, I couldn't believe that I had to turn on the heated air vents AND the butt warmers in my car! The last time my butt saw such fiery action was back in early March! Hello, it's almost August!!!

Then luck would have it, I was forced to stop by the oasis along I-90 to get gas, as the empty fuel tank indicator started blinking. It's just fate's way of tinkering with my sleepy head. Seeing how there was a McDonald's right there, I decided to swing by the drive through window after filling up.

Worn-out John: Hi there. Are you serving breakfast?
Barking Intercom: No! We're only serving breakfast right now!

Wait... What...? Hey, stop screwing with my fragile mind! I'm tired! I'm hungry! I'm sleepy! It literally froze my mind for a few seconds before I could even respond and order a McMuffin.

Dumbass!

And fate has a poor sense of humor, I tell ya!