When times were bad (Jokingly messing up with idioms)

On one of the dog days.
You started your day with getting out of the wrong side of bed.

You tried to forget it and rushed down to office to hit the meeting.
In meeting, which was crammed with shooters in the dark, you tried to show them you really were a rough diamond.
Close but no cigar.
All brownie points were given out with favourism.
You felt like flipping a bird to them. But you did not.

Didn’t give up.
Bought a cup of Joe, drank like a fish, and kicked out the first email.

Couple of craps encountered.
You called out “Houston, we have a problem”.
Then you met back seat drivers.
You also had to watch out for a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Most suggestions were going around the bush. You called the Devil’s advocate, cut to the chase, and solved it out.

Another big issue knocked the door.
Everyone washed their hands of that issue coz they knew it was a hot potato.
You left alone with problem.
Felt like kicking a bucket.
But managed to lose your rag and tried to discuss with your manager.
A blind was leading a blind so nothing was solved.

Despite, your mojo was still strong.
Kept your chin up, were working hard by going the extra mile, even though there was no room to swing the cat and leopard can’t change his spots.
So you turned your blind eye and saw no evils.

After doing a lot of mumbo jumbo, you called it a day.

Then you hit the hay. Said yourself ‘good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bed bug bite’.

Peace out!