possibly the worst week of my life
so this entry is not to complain but simply to stand in aw of the string of terrible terrible luck i have been having.
what caused everything: power hungry teachers taking over while my department head from AIB is away on sabatical... making me come home (with only three weeks notice) to put on a senior exhibit which I was told could/would be taken care of in Los Angeles.
fine i will fly home... or will i? my first leg of my flight from LAX to Philly was canceled 14 hours before my plane was to land. and i could NOT get a flight out in that area to catch my connecting flight to Bradley (which had never been canceled). Had to pay $350 for a one way flight on Southwest just to get here finally at 12:30 AM sunday night/monday morning.
on my way to school on monday received a speeding ticket while driving in the center lane with people on either side (right left in front and behind) going the same speed. the difference here?... i had ct plates. and later the trooper found out a california licence. he had no problem citing me.
got to school. FINALLY was given my prints to frame and hang... later to find out that one of the photographs I had sent them was no longer with the rest of the collection. meaning i would need to reprint it... not only reprint it but some how retrieve the file from LA and print it with some others.
didn't have enough frames. so managed to get a local framer to do 3 of my prints... for $315... almost as much as i paid for ALL my other frames combined.
hang the show as much as i could... walk out of the building to find 2 inches of snow... had to drive home in the crap but survived.... woke up at 5:30 tuesday morning to go to school for 8 to print/hang before i had to be at work in dedham for 12. got 1/2 of what i wanted to done. left with plenty of time to get to work.
on my way there i was driving responsibly. not on the phone. not eating. not changing my clothes (which apparently some people do) not even listening to loud music. a man in front of me slams on his breaks because he did not see a red light. i slam on mine and the breaks lock up and the car doesn't stop. i tried to swurve to the right but i couldn't stop... there was nothing that i could do but listen to my own squeeling tires. and finally the crash. I was probablly going around 15-20. not extremely fast but enough to destroy the rental car to the point that it wouldn't start and send me to a stretcher with a neck brace on in the back of an ambulance.... crying for about an hour. not really because my back or neck hurt so terribly at that point, but because of the complete shit week i have been having... the week i kept comforting myself with "its fine it can't get any worse than this." i've stopped telling myself that... i am afraid the next step is dying.
my back and neck are now killing me. i refuse to work. i am not going back to boston until i absolutly have to which is friday for the reception and to take the show down.
thats it. i just quit.
its a long entry i know. i'm sorry. i just want to go home.
what caused everything: power hungry teachers taking over while my department head from AIB is away on sabatical... making me come home (with only three weeks notice) to put on a senior exhibit which I was told could/would be taken care of in Los Angeles.
fine i will fly home... or will i? my first leg of my flight from LAX to Philly was canceled 14 hours before my plane was to land. and i could NOT get a flight out in that area to catch my connecting flight to Bradley (which had never been canceled). Had to pay $350 for a one way flight on Southwest just to get here finally at 12:30 AM sunday night/monday morning.
on my way to school on monday received a speeding ticket while driving in the center lane with people on either side (right left in front and behind) going the same speed. the difference here?... i had ct plates. and later the trooper found out a california licence. he had no problem citing me.
got to school. FINALLY was given my prints to frame and hang... later to find out that one of the photographs I had sent them was no longer with the rest of the collection. meaning i would need to reprint it... not only reprint it but some how retrieve the file from LA and print it with some others.
didn't have enough frames. so managed to get a local framer to do 3 of my prints... for $315... almost as much as i paid for ALL my other frames combined.
hang the show as much as i could... walk out of the building to find 2 inches of snow... had to drive home in the crap but survived.... woke up at 5:30 tuesday morning to go to school for 8 to print/hang before i had to be at work in dedham for 12. got 1/2 of what i wanted to done. left with plenty of time to get to work.
on my way there i was driving responsibly. not on the phone. not eating. not changing my clothes (which apparently some people do) not even listening to loud music. a man in front of me slams on his breaks because he did not see a red light. i slam on mine and the breaks lock up and the car doesn't stop. i tried to swurve to the right but i couldn't stop... there was nothing that i could do but listen to my own squeeling tires. and finally the crash. I was probablly going around 15-20. not extremely fast but enough to destroy the rental car to the point that it wouldn't start and send me to a stretcher with a neck brace on in the back of an ambulance.... crying for about an hour. not really because my back or neck hurt so terribly at that point, but because of the complete shit week i have been having... the week i kept comforting myself with "its fine it can't get any worse than this." i've stopped telling myself that... i am afraid the next step is dying.
my back and neck are now killing me. i refuse to work. i am not going back to boston until i absolutly have to which is friday for the reception and to take the show down.
thats it. i just quit.
its a long entry i know. i'm sorry. i just want to go home.