Thank GOD for little brothers

I had been working on a paper all day that was due at 11:59pm tonight. I had gotten it all finished and perfected, remembering to save it every so often. Well, when I went to save it the final time after all the revisions and perfections were made it wouldn't save. And it wouldn't save and it wouldn't save. Then Microsoft word just stopped responding and closed. Mind you it's 11:24 when all of this is happening. So, I immediately have a panic attack and frantically check all over my computer for the file. Nothing. All that I had available to me was 2 pages of imperfection with absolutely no time to finish writing it let alone edit the dumb thing. So I did the only thing I could think of doing. Cry. I cried for a good 5 minutes then called tech support because crying wasn't gonna fix anything. Basically they didn't know their asses from a hole in the ground. After I got off the phone with them I called my momma and bawled and bawled and bawled. I didn't know what to do and I was just so fucking mad. Little did I know my little brother was awake and googling as my mom was listening to me cry. Garrett got on the phone and told me to do a few things and BOOM! My paper was back, fully edited and perfect. It's now 11:44 my paper is submitted and all is well. Of course, I cried some more because I was so relived. I'm telling you what, that was the most violent emotional roller coaster I had ever been on in my life. 

Goodnight.