Assignment: Write an essay about someone's shitty life circumstance that makes you feel so much better about yourself

Why can't I escape being human? I honestly believe that sometimes my humanity is a flaw. Emotions are a bother and I could do better off without them. Sometimes.

Why is it that when you are in a bad mood or your day seems to be not going well, something comes along and makes it even worse.

Read my short story.

Juan was not having a good day. Having had to deal with the pressures going on in his mind, he was out of a job, his vehicle was repossessed and and he was fresh out of a mate. She had just left him for some guy that she met in a restaurant. "Its not like we met in the line at subway," she argued "I simply went into Etiquette to use the bathroom."
"Honestly," he said "he could be some psycho!". Those words kept playing back in his head as he entered his apartment clutching the newspaper he just purchased. He did not have much faith that this paper would win him next month's bread. Thinking back on the words he had said, he thought to himself. I would relish the opportunity to utter "I told you so."
To make matters worse Juan's now ex-girlfriend still lived in the same complex as he did. And he could just hear hear the hum of her maître'd's Subaru. Put it out of your head Juan, it's over, he thought to himself, she has found someone better. Though, the thought of whether or not he would take her back if ever the opportunity arose always nagged him. The thought of them, doing the same thing that he and her would do, nauseated him.
Juan could not understand why everything in his life seemed to be coming down around him. He hated having to pass her along the balcony that led to her staircase. It seemed that up until the moment that their bodies passed his senses would heighten and time would slow down. Their footsteps would sound as thunder whilst the air around him would seem as sandpaper on his raw skin. his eyes would lose focus and his dry mouth would have to force a polite "Good Morning." It would seem hours until the discomfort was over.
How could life get any worse, Juan thought, as he settled into a extremely uncomfortable dining seat. He always promised himself that he would never slip into a spiral of self pity. he couldn't help but think today though; I'm broke, I have to pay for transport, I may not be living 'comfortably' much longer and I have to go through the thrills of seeing someone who invalidates my sense of judgement. Then the moaning from the next room began ...