When exactly I climbed it, I don't remember, but it probably was in July 2006, on the afternoon of a warm day. I left my pack at the Dürrenstein hut and went up taking only a bottle of water with me. The clouds to the south looked rather iffy, but it stayed dry.
"So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life."
--Peter Gibbons (Office Space)