Yes, that's a fragment. It's my favorite fragment.
Today is not even particularly a bad day. This is just a sucky hour or so.
As my boss left for his aunt's wake, he gave me a tape of a really confusing badly dictated letter to send out for him, without waiting for him to return. And I asked a question which reminded him that we had to do something urgent this morning (and hadn't) so he told me to give it to Ginny when she got back from lunch. And then while I was trying to get her opinion on the first and explain the second, her obnoxious teenage sons called five million times, interrupting her so she didn't understand a thing I said.
And I have more questions on this thing for the new attorney and I know Ginny doesn't have time for it, but I just don't know what I'm doing.
Of course none of this is huge and significant.