Today was one of the biggest fail days of my life. I had all these dreams of how the perfect situation would lay out, and NOTHING did. Let me explain.
So I woke up this morning knowing I had a very busy day ahead of me. I first had to go to my genes and genomes problem session, which I usually go to the session on Friday, but as I'm going to be on a plane to Tasmania this friday, I went today. My first problem was actually FINDING the lecture theatre, since when I got to the place where I thought the lecture was going to be held, there was no one waiting outside. As I turned to leave and go find a computer to see if the location had been changed, I hear a "So you decided to actually come to a problem session?" and immediately my stomach drops. I turned to see the one and only jerkface standing in front of me, leaning against the side of the stairwell. I ignored his comment and asked him if this is where the session is, which he confirmed so I turned around and sat down on a bench, putting my jacket on one side of me and my backpack on the other so there was no possible way he could get close to me. He did his best, sitting next to my backpack, and started asking whether I had actually done the problem set before the class. Obviously, douchebag, otherwise I wouldn't have been here. Luckily I only had to make awkward small talk for a short time before we were let into the theatre and I purposely sat on the opposite side of the room as him. I had escaped, but just barely.
I then ran to the ERC to get a new uni ID since my old one was warped and now lost completely, and got my ticket and went to sit down. My stomach dropped yet again when I saw I was number 78, and they were on 45. So I sat and sat, and finally after 40 minutes my number was called. I went and explained the situation, and the woman said I had to pay 30 dollars to get a new one. WHY DOES A LITTLE CARD COST 30 DOLLARS?! I was outraged, especially since I never even USE my card since my last one was so warped it literally was useless. But I reluctantly gave in, seeing as exams are crazy legit here and you need to have your uni card on your desk when you're taking your exams or something for identification. So annoying.
After that excursion, I ran to catch the tram to Brunswick to find a raincoat for Tasmania. I literally went to every store I could think of to find a raincoat and NOTHING. I even went down into the CBD to look at target, big w, even myers (the huge department store with things WAY out of my price range) and sports stores and it seems that Australians just don't wear raincoats. Which is absurd for how much it rains here. By the time I was ready to give up, it was 4 hours later and I had to run to class. I made it just in time, sat through my last human-animal interactions lecture, and then had to run to work.
Work was pretty normal today. Two big families came in that were both friends of my bosses so they told me to take care of them. I was doing brilliantly if I say so myself, and got each order exactly right. Both tables ordered a TON of food, so I was sure they would add 5 or 10 dollars onto the end of the bill. Nothing. I had spent all this effort actually being a good waitress, and I got nothing. Even more ironic is the table of 3 chinese people I spent next to zero time on since all they ordered was a pizza, THEY gave me a 5 dollar tip. The lesson I'm taking out of this is that if I try really hard, I won't get a tip, but if I barely put in an effort, it's possible. Ah well, at least I didn't get yelled at tonight! So I guess my day wasn't a complete fail, only a partial fail!
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