I would like to use this blog to tell you all about my own "Series of Unfortunate Events", I'm not whining but you all deserve a good laugh before you head home for Thanksgiving.
It all started Sunday morning, I was leaving my boyfriends house to go to work at 10am. As I got to my car I realized that it was just one big ice cube! I got in and started to thaw itout so it was drivable but all of the sudden it just quit running, this is when I realized I was out of gas. I go back in and get the keys to my boyfriend's car and begin to now thaw his. He is a tall individual so his seat was pretty far back and I'm a short individual so I had to put it forward to drive, but it would not go forward. So here I am, driving down Cherry Street, in a half frozen car and the only way I can see over the steering wheel is if I pull myself forward using the steering wheel. It must have been a comical sight.
I finally make it back to my dorm to change and I am running incredibly late. I walk over to the MUC and attempt to go in the door, but since I am opening and the janitorial staff on weekends aren't on top of things, all of the doors are locked. I begin to walk around the building to the door the kitchen staff goes in and I slip on the ice, off a ledge and land in a weird position. I quickly got up and hoped nobody saw that, I began walking and felt this intense pain in my foot. I held in my tears, got in the building and continued y work of unlocking the doors and opening the building. Once I had a minute to spare I look for my cell phone to call my friend to come look at my foot, which is now throbbing! Unfortunaltely I couldn't find my phone. It turns out it fell out of my pocket when i slipped and has been laying in the wet grass for about an hour.
To sum up the ending, I spent around thirty minutes drying out my phone, thirty dollars to buy a gas can and put gas in my car and the afternnon at Student Health to treat my foot. I now am walking in a boot and keeping my car full of gas at all times :).
Happy Thanksgiving!
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