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This is the day I've had:
1. The girl who had my Student ID was supposed to meet me at 11:00am. I was there, I waited, I did not see anyone else standing around who appeared to be waiting for someone. After about twenty minutes, I noticed a girl talking on a cellphone nearby; her voice sounded vaguely like the girl's I had talked to last night, so I walked over to her. "Hey, excuse me," I said. "Did you find an ID?"
She paused. "Oh! The woman at Fees and Deposits has it. You'll have to go get it from them."
I thought about this. Perhaps I misunderstood. Surely someone would not call me and arrange a meeting, only to give the ID to someone else. "Huh? Where?"
"Fees and Deposits? You know, where you pay tuition..."
"In Lincoln?" Lincoln Tower is on the other side of campus from where we are, and this campus is so big that "other side" entails a fifteen to twenty minute walk.
"Yeah."
2. So I walked to Lincoln. I went to Fees and Deposits. They did not have my ID. They had never heard of my ID. Neither had any of the other buildings in Lincoln. I realized that there was something wrong here, that this was some kind of set-up, because people are assholes and get amusement out of annoying other people.
3. I hauled ass back to where I supposed to meet the girl. She's no longer there, unsurprisingly. On the chance that she wanted to meet there because she had a class in the building, I storm through all the floors, peering in the classrooms and fully intending to haul her out there by her hair and break her jaw if I find her. I didn't, which is probably good, as I don't need to be charged with assault.
4. I had to go to class, which ran nearly an hour longer than usual.
5. My little brother showed up on campus and begged me to buy alcohol for him and his friends. I agreed, thinking it couldn't more than a few minutes. We then spent over an hour visiting seven different stores so we can find some specific brand.
6. I got home and intended to *69 the girl who called me last night and threaten to call the police on her if she doesn't give me my shit back immediately. I then find out that, because these phones require you to dial 9 before outside calls, *69 doesn't work.
7. I cooked some food, since it's nearly 7:00 and I hadn't had time to eat since yesterday, and while pulling a bowl from the cabinet, manage to dump an entire box of pasta on the burner.
*sighs* I just want to go to bed by this point.
1. The girl who had my Student ID was supposed to meet me at 11:00am. I was there, I waited, I did not see anyone else standing around who appeared to be waiting for someone. After about twenty minutes, I noticed a girl talking on a cellphone nearby; her voice sounded vaguely like the girl's I had talked to last night, so I walked over to her. "Hey, excuse me," I said. "Did you find an ID?"
She paused. "Oh! The woman at Fees and Deposits has it. You'll have to go get it from them."
I thought about this. Perhaps I misunderstood. Surely someone would not call me and arrange a meeting, only to give the ID to someone else. "Huh? Where?"
"Fees and Deposits? You know, where you pay tuition..."
"In Lincoln?" Lincoln Tower is on the other side of campus from where we are, and this campus is so big that "other side" entails a fifteen to twenty minute walk.
"Yeah."
2. So I walked to Lincoln. I went to Fees and Deposits. They did not have my ID. They had never heard of my ID. Neither had any of the other buildings in Lincoln. I realized that there was something wrong here, that this was some kind of set-up, because people are assholes and get amusement out of annoying other people.
3. I hauled ass back to where I supposed to meet the girl. She's no longer there, unsurprisingly. On the chance that she wanted to meet there because she had a class in the building, I storm through all the floors, peering in the classrooms and fully intending to haul her out there by her hair and break her jaw if I find her. I didn't, which is probably good, as I don't need to be charged with assault.
4. I had to go to class, which ran nearly an hour longer than usual.
5. My little brother showed up on campus and begged me to buy alcohol for him and his friends. I agreed, thinking it couldn't more than a few minutes. We then spent over an hour visiting seven different stores so we can find some specific brand.
6. I got home and intended to *69 the girl who called me last night and threaten to call the police on her if she doesn't give me my shit back immediately. I then find out that, because these phones require you to dial 9 before outside calls, *69 doesn't work.
7. I cooked some food, since it's nearly 7:00 and I hadn't had time to eat since yesterday, and while pulling a bowl from the cabinet, manage to dump an entire box of pasta on the burner.
*sighs* I just want to go to bed by this point.
