9. What Did I Do Wrong?
I woke up this morning with a crippling sense of self-doubt and a lingering smell of burnt salad. I stared blankly at the remains of a once-promising career, wondering where it all went wrong.
Perhaps it started at 3:45 AM, when I decided to reorganize the kitchen cabinets... with a chainsaw.
Or maybe it was when I decided to 'improve' the office chair by drilling an inch-deep dent into the backrest. The boss was... less than impressed.