Who ate all the pies?

I know the meaning of the song 'I don't like Mondays' as stuck in the same traffic jam for ages this morning, which was grey and miserable. When I got to work there was no heating (not that I ever get warm in my job!) as the boiler had broken down. This was followed by washing the Hearse in icy cold water, and to make matters worse I had forgotten my MP3 player so had to sing, which never goes down well at our place. Then a few hours in an icy cold coffin shop. But worse of all, the cafe had run out of mince pies so I have only managed to consume 4 today? I hate Mondays.....