Sitting alone at the table, I check my watch, 6:10. Why are they always late?
This truly is one of the worst day of my life. My silent alarm caused me to oversleep this morning before getting 2 flat-tires on my way to work. Then, mom texted, “family dinner at usual restaurant, tonight: 6 PM.” I groaned, she didn’t have to text me the address for me to know it’s the restaurant I hate.
I sigh and stand up. I’m going home.
Just then, my aunt walks through the door. Great, this is truly the worst day of my life.
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This is Another Story 
There is no-one like an Aunt to finish off a bad day–let her pick up the bill.
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Hehe. 😄😄😄
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Another story where family does not bring peace.
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I think this was written based on experience.
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Oh dear. Not any possibility of some good coming out of this story. Well done.
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I thought about it – bad day turns into a good day after all – but it would be too long.
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Either he’s just hard to please, or Auntie is a royal pain 🙂
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I have a feeling it’s the latter.
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I’m imagining an outspoken aunt who criticises everyone in the restaurant, takes ages to choose from the menu then orders the most expensive item, eats every morsel then refuses to pay – oh, and insults the waiting staff.
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You’re spot on! 😀
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“If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all…”
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