 I know. It's a dirty job for somebody. I'm kidding, my man. I know. I hope your week gets better. It's almost over, so it's got to at least be different next week. Nothing else. I'll say it this way. It certainly can't get any worse, that's for sure. I hate it for you, my man. But if without the bad times, we wouldn't even know how to recognize the good ones, my friend.