Of course.

I guess life or karma thought things were starting to go a little too well for me.  You see, we got a new (to me) guard at work, he could only work a couple days a week for the time being, but it was enough that I was able to schedule a day off for myself and my other guard Rick, who has also been working 7 days a week like me.  The trouble is, Rick has been suffering from 3 types of cancer and Parkinson's disease.  Sad story short, Rick's body has decided he's had enough.  No, he didn't die, but he did resign over the phone with me last night. 

The good news, if you can call it that, is that I haven't really lost anything, except maybe for Rick's experience.  The new guy will pretty much just be taking over Rick's schedule.  But I'm still stuck in the same situation I was, still being shorthanded, still having to work 7 days a week. 

Once again, life has curb-stomped the fuck out of my hopes.