Bad Week Breakdown

I was having such a bad week.

Everything was going wrong.

Had life always been this hard?

I needed a strong cup of tea,

a lie down in a dark room,

I needed a cold beer

with a whiskey chaser.

I turned on the television,

found the channel I was looking for.

I rubbed my hands together

in anticipation.

My wife came home a short while later.

Before I could grab the remote control

and change the channel,

she pointed at the TV screen in disgust.

Really? I thought you were done with all that!

I was, I am. I insisted, my cheeks burning red

in shame and embarrassment.

I switched the TV off, the offending images

turned to black.

She shook her head.

You and the bloody wrestling!