I made my complaints...
...to God, Who responded, "My daughter, you volunteered!"
To which I responded, "Oh, well, shit!"
To which He said, "You promised to stop swearing.
To which I said, "Oh, well, crap!"
To which He said, "Semantics!"
I retired in defeat.
Arising from my nap, I said, "Next time, I want to be conscious when you ask for volunteers!"
I think I saw a grin warped through the clouds.