A bad week : Thank God It's Friday

Here I am, crying my eyes out in my advisor's office. It was really an unfortunate series of events.
He's a nice guy. He hands me the box of tissues, telling me he'll sort out something.
And he did!
On Monday, I'm starting a new job. At the job center.
Oh, I nearly forgot. I also got a new boyfriend in the process. Yes, my nice advisor. He's taking me out tonight.
It was not such a bad week after all.
Except for Grandma and Grandpa. Of course.
I wonder if I can use that particular scenario in the future.