First thing you find out is that your lost dog is dead; that's what the neighbor lady says.
The next thing you find out is that your girlfriend isn't your girlfriend; she's a dude that had a sex change five years ago, used to go by the name of Phil.
And then you find out she/he has been fucking around the neighborhood. You wonder if he/she's been with the neighbor lady that told you about your dead dog.
Last thing, your car won't start and it's fifteen below zero and you have about three dollars until payday and the bus just went past five minutes ago and the next one won't be by for fifteen more.
When that annoying kid lays on the doorbell, you don't hesitate.