Why is it that the FedEx guy always shows up in the morning except the one time when I have to stay here to sign for something?
Why do people call about things you have listed on Craigslist 4 times and say they'll come see it, but then never do?
Why is there no chocolate in this house?
Why did Max pick 3:42 a.m. to pop me in the face with the Paw of Doom?
Why is there nothing worth watching on TV on a Saturday when I'm stuck here waiting?