crap

Ever been in one of those crappy moods where you think it would be nice if you actually warned people that you were in a crappy mood, if you acknowledge your mood so that if you seem to be cranky, or antisocial, or whatever, at least they'd be prepared? But it turns out that this was entirely the wrong tactic because not only do they have absolutely no sympathy for the situation which is causing the mood, they seem to go out of their way to make it worse? And you end up feeling like you're going to cry for essentially the rest of the evening until you can either escape to your empty apartment, or find the people who might actually get it?

Yeah, I'm having one of those.