I also can’t be the only one (if you’re a woman) that bursts into tears at the drop of a hat at certain times in a monthly cycle.
Sadly, my day has been of the kind that, after my ‘audition’ none of the judges turned around. Seriously? It’s my friggin fantasy and I still don’t make the cut? C’mon! The best part? I was so upset at not making it, I cried. Yep, stupid, big, tears rolling down my face, cried.
So there you go, however crappy your day has been, it can’t be as bad as being rejected by your own imagination.
*Smile. It makes people wonder what you’ve been up to*