I give up on this day.

I don't know which is worst:

1) Being told my grandmother-in-law was going to call me to set a time to get lunch and catch up, then waiting all night for it before realizing at 10:30 that it wasn't going to happen because she'd forgotten.

2) Being told I'm making someone's life worse by talking to them.

3) Everyone else being short to me because they're busy.

4) The structure of sentence one.

*rests head in arms* I don't feel like moving.