Well it's been one of those days when all I've managed to do is errands and to get the darn printer to recognize the new cartridge of 'toner' that's been sitting in it for the past week.
Along the way, I met so many jerks that there's only one explanation: if there's one finger pointing at someone else (even just metaphorically), there're three fingers pointing back at me. In other words, I'm the jerk (x 3).
(Only two of the 'three fingers pointing back at me' are visible...)