I have to be one of the finalists if there is ever such a contest. Sorry but I have to vent out some of my problems.
My financial situation would take more than an hour to explain, so I will go ahead with the last couple of days. I had SHIT thrown at me a few times last week by inmates at Georgia State Prison where I work. Ohh, and some urine too. So, after exchanging some words with the inmates, I told one that If I get my hands on him I would kill him. Well, the warden of the prison took out 5% of my pay for threatening a death row inmate

WHO GAVE ME 3rd DEGREE BURNS IN MY BACK 2 MONTHS AGO with some hot urine.
My wife went into minor surgery and my insurance says that I have used too much of it already, so I will have to wait on a emergency room bill on the mail. (she is doing better now).
I go to the Atlanta Police Dept job interview (4hour one way trip) and I got rejected because they rather have an applicatnt who smokes weed or crack than one who used steroids during his youth. They actually told me that If I had been smoking weed up to 60 days ago, it would have been fine.
I finally got some money from Veterans Affairs (have been waiting for over 2 months) so I decided to go to the junk yard to get some parts for my vehicles. There was a 74 VW bus with all the cabinets, bed, A/C console, and everything you can think off. I asked around and it was
crushed last week. The F-150 that I needed parts of...
was crushed too. OH!!! I had to drive 65 miles to go to the junk yard...
I found one bumper laying around for $20, so I slapped it on the F150 and was happy with it. There was a 80's Vanagon with only the A/C console, so I took it just for any possible project.
On my way back, I am listening to music and happy with my bumper, and a group of birds flies out of nowhere and one hits my windshield and cracks my whole passenger side.

I called my insurance company and it so happens that it is cancelled because my wife forgot to send the payment. So my $20 bumper turns into a $120 windshield.
I get home and my wife is crying because she has trouble walking around the house and she is frustrated.
That is part of my story, I can tell you guys more after some beers.