What ruined my day? Well, I was down at the Monongahela docks in Fredericktown with my friend, killing time and avoiding going to my parents to help them till the asparagus bed and we decided to go fishing. We don't own fishing poles. We walked to the bait shop up the block, bought some line and hooks, and tied them to sticks. We sat around for a while, and something bit my line. I bent over the edge of the dock to see what it was, and my brand new $20 zippo lighter fell out of my pocket and into the water. Murky brown water, three foot deep, mind you. No chance of finding it.
Oh, and I didn't catch any fish.