The Worst of the Week

This week's special edition is a real doozy.

We have:

Stay tuned for next week's edition, when things will probably be just as terrible.

Monday: The cat that won't stop meowing

Our feline overlord, Mr. Whiskers, has decided to vocalize his displeasure at the world at large.

He's been meowing for 3 hours straight, and we're starting to think it's a record.

Maybe we should just get him a megaphone.

Tuesday is just so... Tuesday.

It's like the universe's way of saying, "Hey, you thought Monday was bad? Ha! Tuesday is worse."

We're not saying it's the worst, but it's definitely in the running.

We were in the middle of a very important meeting when the toast popped up, but not in a good way.

It was like the universe was trying to tell us something.

We think it was, "You're not very good at meetings."

It started at 2 PM and has been going on for hours.

We're pretty sure the only thing that will end it is when someone mentions the phrase, "That's a great idea! Let's do it."

We're not holding our breaths.

We were in the middle of a very important coffee-fueled productivity session.

Now we're just sitting here, slowly losing all motivation.

We're pretty sure the universe is just playing a cruel joke on us.

We thought Saturday morning meant a day off, but it turns out it's just another day of meetings.

We're starting to think the universe is just a never-ending cycle of meetings and coffee breaks.

We're not even going to bother trying to escape.

We thought we'd made it through the week, but it turns out our alarm clock had other plans.

It was like it decided to scream "YOU WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!" in a voice that could shatter glass.

We're still trying to get it to shut up.

We hope you enjoyed our worst-of-the-week edition!

Stay tuned for next week's edition, when things will probably be just as terrible!