Having a bad day?

There's no ways it could be as bad as the day my bruvvah was having when he sent me this mail:

"I have had the most hectic week. Had a student threaten suicide and go missing. The next day i read in the paper that they found an body, apparent suicide, in the road next to our school in Holborn. I spent yesterday with the police at the corners office trying to identify the body. It had a severe head trauma so wasn't all that identifiable...totally rotten.com! It wasn't him though and we have sudsequently found the guy."

Feel better now?