Once school is over, Michael Zlataroff finds himself in an apartment too big for him to live in alone. He settles for putting one of his bedroom for rent, so he could have at least someone to talk to, even if that someone is a serial killer. He is surprised to see that it's not a psychopath looking for their next prey, but a walking zombie that poses as Jacques Beaumont. He lets him in and tries to pretend like he doesn't recognize him, so that he could finally be friends with the man that he had a schoolgirl crush on. Shitty at best is a story about all the ups and downs in life. About how at one point you have everything and the next - you have nothing. It's about how at the end - everything comes together and sorts itself out. In most cases at least.