I Hate Mondays

I really hate Mondays. Everything that could go wrong with me happens on Monday. I went to lunch, and my car wouldn't start. I had to get a jump start. I thought, I had another past problem under wraps, until the idiots send the information to my parents address after i told them that i need it sent to my current address. I don't think, I could have been any clearer when I explained where the information was to sent. But yet and still, they f**ked it up. Maybe tomorrow will better.