If, say, you were talking on the phone with one of your best friends in the whole world, when you have to tell her to shut up for a second because you’re getting another call. Only, that call isn’t just “another call” but an offer for a job interview at a movie theater.
Keep in mind that this is not the original movie theater you wanted to work at, because it is farther from home, but it’s a job, dammit.
So, you get excited, and shower, and put on a suit and stuff, and study the directions to this place you’ve never been LIKE A HAWK, only to start driving at 2:45 (appointment was at 3:00, and it takes about ten minutes to get there) and get more lost than you’ve ever been in your life.
This wouldn’t have been a bad thing, if the insurance company who had replaced your super dead phone recently had actually sent you a FUNCTIONAL PHONE COME ON.
So, you not only get lost, which could have been dealt with, but you can’t even contact anyone about it, even the manager who is going to interview you. And now, almost an hour late to the interview, you don’t even know what to say.
So, you kick back, open a mini carton of ice cream, a root beer, and you sulk.
By the way, that just happened to me.