Didja’ ever get one of them days, boy

My list of woes
Today you see
Is all that shows
Of misery,
Computer crashed,
The sound card gone,
So off I flashed 
To get back on.

Or, would have raced,
But car, the key
Could not be traced —
Oh, dearie me!
And only spare
Won’t stop alarm,
So then and there
Does ears some harm.

Deaf, finally, 
Got underway,
And went to see
What they would say;
They tried to get
An easy fix
But just got met
With tricky tricks

With trials obscene
I time then spent,
And in between
My garments rent,
The more they tried
To make it purr,
The deeper fried 
The innards were.

Well, in the end
They got it done;
Near round the bend.
I then moved on;
Replace, next chore,
For car and gate,
Both keys, but more
Grief was my fate.

Gate key was made
At second try,
But car key stayed
On list passed by,
So I must care
For one I’ve got,
For now a spare
I have got — not!

And no remote
Means when I lock
I have to vote
For noisy shock
While I dive do,
The key to jab
Ignition through
Inside the cab.

For only left
Hand door will go;
One must be deft
And in the know
To find the need
To drive across
At super speed —
Or hearing loss!

So then, with sigh,
I have to say,
I tried to buy
Some duct-tape, gray,
Red, orange, red,
And shades of green,
Were all, to track,
That could be seen.

Watch number two
Then came to stop,
So batt’ry new
I’d need for op,
At any rate
I had a third
That I make wait
Upon my word.

Would you believe
That one, too, dead —
No good to grieve:
To jewellers sped;
They had to order
For both to seek,
A wait rewarder
Within a week.


One thing mayhap
I did do well
I gouged out strap
As you can tell,
And fitbit-kind
Of watch now shows
As neater, mind,
Than taped gave pose.

So home I came
To plug all in,
But sad the game
I couldn’t win!
Took ages for 
It to come right —
And on this score
I’ll say good night!

© October 2019 Colonialist

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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31 Responses to Didja’ ever get one of them days, boy

  1. da-AL says:

    Gah! Lolol at least makes one appreciate the good days & gives bloggers something to blog about 🙂


  2. Hey, I heard from LordBeariOfBow’s daughter, Sarah, today and she said, “If you could thank everyone (on WordPress) for me that would be fantastic. Dad would have loved to read the tributes and messages.”

    So I wanted to pass on her thank-you!
    (((HUGS))) 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

  3. Widdershins says:

    Definitely a day to … forget, as soon as possible. 😀

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Eet ‘n groot stuk koek en moenie kwel oor dooie goed soos fibits nie!

    Liked by 2 people

  5. kevin cooper says:

    I do love your poetry and sense of humour. 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

  6. Daniel Kemp says:

    A brilliant write!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. This is hilarious. The tears of laughter were running down my face. I have had days like this too. At least we finally have our fibre internet back.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. One thing you did definitely do well was post that video

    Liked by 1 person

  9. de Wets Wild says:

    You must have been so relieved when the sun set!

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Aaklige dag, Col. 😳

    Liked by 1 person

  11. This reminded me of that children’s book “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good Very Bad Day”
    Dive back under the covers and pull pillow over head!

    Liked by 2 people

  12. SueW says:

    As the saying goes… one hell of a day!

    But… at the end of it I’m confused. Did anything actually turn out right?

    Liked by 2 people

  13. equinoxio21 says:

    Best to go to bed on such days.

    Liked by 3 people

  14. susielindau says:

    And I thought I had a bad day! LOL!

    Liked by 3 people

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