What is your "First World Problem of the Day?"?

Yesterday my high speed internet connection was down for 6 hours (thanks Comcast) and I had to communicate through my phone’s data.

I live in a duplex. My neighbor just moved. My day is filled with, BOOM BOOM SCRAAAAAAPE WHUMP!

Well I don’t consider my country to be a First World country but here goes…

My neighbors are so cold. They mostly spend their time inside their big houses. I don’t even know the name of some of them. I used to have very nice neighbors who liked to socialize and back then I knew everyone. Then they just moved one by one and big houses appeared and you know the rest of the story.

Too much traffic on the way to Disneyland.

I have a radio playing in the background Every time I answer my phone I have to get up and turn down the volume. Life is so tough.

This morning we spent way too much time pondering what we should name each of the colors of our new line of floor coatings. I mean WAAAY too much time.

I’m too depressed to motivate myself to clean my house.

When I got my coffee this morning at the shop across from the office, they filled it so full there was no room for cream. I had to dump some out.

@zenvelo I hope you tweeted this to let the rest of the World know.

I had to walk for two hours today. Life’s a bitch.

My homemade omelet was gross. My first omelet in 20 years.

I just had a 3 gigabyte photoshop file that refused to save. Gave me a generic program error.
I almost died.

I just found out my daughter forged my signature on at least one legal document.
Partly I feel like an underinflated swim toy. Partly I want to kick her ass until it assumes a new shape.

I bought coffee at the gas station this morning and when I got to work I realized I forgot cream.
Fuck it. I drank it black, like a real cowboy.

I’ve forgotten my Twitter password.

Chef forgot to cut the top off my soft boiled egg & my toasted soldiers were cold

@ucme yummy. I love soft boiled eggs dipped with toast.

My white-collar job that I get paid too much to do was challenging today.

I was bored.

The First World Problem that I noticed this morning on the way to work was, this being trash pickup day in town, and a very windy day, a lot of the trash was being blown out of folks’ rolligons as they were sitting at the curb and again as they were upended into the trucks.

I was reminded of this question as I drove home tonight and it came up on my iPod. (If you want to ignore the initial exposition by P.D.Q. Bach you can start the sound track at about 1:26 to hear the Upper West Side Rap.)

I ordered something on Amazon and they sent the wrong thing. Now I have to return it. WaaaaahhHH!

I have cramps from eating expired microwaved popcorn.

I couldn’t find a front row parking spot at the health club.

The exit door in the college is locked for some reason. I had to go out through the enterance door.
I’m still in shock.

First World Problems read by the people of Hatii:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zm32ZPvGIYY

I have to pee every 15 minutes .

@RedDeerGuy1 that sounds like a medical issue…

I have to wake up to go to my decent paying job. Fuck.