You Win

"How was your day?" he asked.

"Pretty dang crappy," said I.

"What happened?"

"Oh... you know. Just... guess I'd rather not talk about it."

"Bet it wasn't as bad as my weekend."

"Bet it comes close." Why did I say it? What possessed me? Can I have a do-over please?

"Two of my friends died."

Oh.

You win.

Dude, I'm sorry.