I've had a shitty, shitty day and now my shower has just attacked me.

My co-workers are a bunch of spunk trumpets who couldn't organise a piss-up in a brewery and have to be told when to bloody breathe. Fucking nothing went right today, so I bailed early back to my parents place because I'm still on these turnip-fucking crutches.

I thought a nice shower would help relax me, but no. The fucking middle part of the shower head was fired at a billion mph right at the top of my skull. The bathroom is soaking, the shower is broken and I have a lump on my head now. I couldn't decide between screaming or crying so I did both and now the cat won't be in the same room as me.

Send help.