Are Fridays the new Mondays?

It’s Friday. My weekend starts in 7 hours. I’d be pleased if Friday wasn’t being such a jerkoff today.

It’s really not my day so far.

Firstly after getting ready for work, I thought I’d be clever and spray the bath/shower with the cleaning spray and rinse it off before I went. The plan being to clean the bathroom tomorrow and therefore the major task already having been pre-cleaned.
That worked out well.
The smell of the spray caused me to throw up all over myself and the pre-cleaned bath. Causing me to have another shower and run 15 minutes behind schedule.

Then the train I was supposed to get? I missed it by 20 seconds.
The next train would have got me to work dead on time. It disappeared from all the screens. After it was scheduled to leave, an announcement was made to advise that it was delayed.

I made the decision to get the slower train, which would have made me 20 minutes late. The screens advised it was 8 carriages. So I stood at the 8 carriage mark, to save myself some time at the other end. It wasn’t. It was only 4 carriages. So I was at the wrong end of the platform with not enough time to get the train.

My original, now delayed train had arrived and the doors stopped right in front of me, but instead of allowing me to board the train, 2 nice gentleman decided to shove me out of the way so they could get on first.

Now I’m finally on my way to work, albeit it a bit squished.

What have you got next for me Friday?