First-world problems

The intercom speakers at my bank's drive-through are inadequate, so it's very hard to communicate with the teller as I'm receiving piles of cash.
That I will proceed to blow on beer and Mexican food in several hours.

 

My coffee cup still has some room so, I want to run my Keurig for another 4 ounces, and there is more than 4 ounces of water in the tank, but not enough according to the Keurig, so now its flashing and won't let me make coffee unless I take the tank off and fill it back up.
Life is hard.

 

The pause button for the DVR on my Fios remote has stopped working.

 

Have to buy a new toilet seat and I need it faster than online shopping can get it to me. Now I have to walk into the store and endure the stares from other people who are undoubtedly speculating as to why I need a new toilet seat.

 

I don't get this. You don't know any of these people. And even if you do, who gives a shit? Guess growing up in a house full of women who would send me to the drug store for unmentionables and have me hold their purses has made me immune to such things.

 

Hold that thought.
Toilet seat first.

 

Having a sister and now being married, I know all about the shopping run.

The anxiety is irrational and born more because I know why I need a new one.

 

I don't wanna ask!

 

LOL moment of the day right there for me. Thanks, Rip! Well done!

 

Apparently I bought the wrong toilet seat. It isn't "comfortable enough." Won't this horror end?

 

Everybody's gonna see you trading one toilet seat for another now. That's really gross.

 

No trades. I think we're going to have to flush it.

Don't think Mrs. S will let me put it aside as an emergency backup. She totally is making this run to the store.