Nature hates me

I've had a lot of free time on my hands, being unemployed and all. So I spent 2 hours of my life washing and polishing my vehicle from roof rack to rims, including the interior. I even incurred an injury: the skin under my finger nails pulled off the nail! Ughhh...sounds gross? It feels worse. My car was a true beauty, shining under the summer sun. This morning, the gardeners were out and about...blowing leaves leaves and dirt ALL OVER the car!! And then there's bird sh*t on the windshield. Really?! Do I really deserve that? The answer is: that's not all! Driving with bird sh*t on the window sucks but what's worse is waiting at a red light and hearing a loud *thump* on you windshield because the tree I was under hates me and dropped something like corn-on-the-cob full of juicy sap onto the glass. G-R-E-A-T. Thanks Life. You're really taking care of me.