WHERE'S MY NINJA SWORD?!

Last night I found out that my hours at work had been unexepectedly cut. I'm going on holiday in three weeks and I'd carefully planned how much money I would be earning before then.
This sudden change in my roster has chucked a big hammer in the works.
The worst thing is my boss isn't great at communication or confrontation and so I wasn't actually told about it to my face. Anyway, worse things happen at sea.

I can feel the homicidal rage slowly draining away.
No need to get angry.
This crisitunity will give me the impetus to look for a better job.
Screw casual work with unreliable hours!
I feel much better now... more optimistic...

wait...

what's this on the television?

A repeat of an episode of Cheers?

WHERE IS MY NINJA SWORD?