Because apparently, it's not just you, it's everyone else's incompetence.
Because let's face it, we're not exactly known for our collective intelligence.
Who needs relaxation, anyway?
Now I have indigestion, anxiety, and existential dread.
Now I'm questioning the fabric of reality.
Now I'm stuck with a permanent stain and a permanent existential crisis.
Now I have to face the abyss of empty shelves and expired mayonnaise.