Hmm, you call that your worst day?
Surely the day you were born was far worse. You, being pushed out of a space narrower than the brain that occupies your thin, worthless head - out of the warm confines of your mothers womb, and into the cold, callous, uncaring arms of the doctor who only chose his job to ogle the vagina's of birthing ladies in labour, not unlike your mother.
The blood spraying out, the placenta falling to wet, tissuey shards around you. The shiny metal forceps gripping your head as if it was trying to gouge your brain from your skull... think of the pain you caused for your mother. The almost splitting sensation of her pelvis as your body was thrusted outward by sharp contractions.
And for what? You to post like this?