"It's been a shitty day," Eve muttered and took the first shocking sip.

I see it every shitty day on the streets.

I want to have a really shitty day at work and come home to you asking me what's for dinner.

What a shitty day, all the guards would be saying to one another over their dinner.

Everything going well, goddamned salvation after all those shitty days.

This is just, for sure, another shitty day in the eighteenth century.

For anyone thats ever had a shitty day.

This has got to be a shitty day for intel.

Which is not what Pedro wants to hear after such a shitty day.

"Or this all might be just one really shitty day in New York."