Equilibrium of the universe...
Ok... so... life just really BITES right now. Here's my dilema:
1) The motor services people think I have NINE parking tickets. (Yes, I have a couple, but not NINE. And they're not outstanding--yet.) So what do they do but tow my car. So I have to go down and get them to delete a bunch of parking tickets, thankyouverymuch.
2) I have a hold on my school account so that I can't sign up for classes because I haven't signed up for enough classes for my financial aid for next semester to be valid. Ok, so I can't sign up for classes because I haven't signed up for classes o.O
2b) Because I can't sign up for classes, my financial aid for next semester isn't confirmed yet, which means that even though I am currently in surplus of money to them, it shows up that I owe THEM money. So, I get to go try to discuss logic with these people.
3) I'm really pissed that I get paid LESS THAN minimum wage. Dude, it's illegal. I get paid $4.20 an hour. Minimum wage is more than a dollar more than that an hour. I don't get to keep my tips, even though when either Megan or I, or especially when we're BOTH working, we get twice as many tips as anybody else. We're both going to tell our boss that if we don't get a raise of some sort, we're going to quit. It's too stressful to block out 5 hour shifts on two hour notice for less than minimum wage. I understand that the restaurant isn't exactly... thriving. I mean, it's not doing BADLY, but it probably only brings in about $4000 a month, which probably barely covers overhead, but still. Working 20 hours a week shouldn't get me EIGHTY DOLLARS. If I were doing full time, say... that would be just over $500 a month. That's insanity. That would be a salary of $6000 a year. Ok now I'm descending into like... meaninglessness, but still. *whines*
4) Until I get my car like... FOUND and everything settled, I can't get my car FIXED, which means I have no way to get to Vegas for my flight HOME for Christmas. Which makes me stressed. There's always the backup plan of the Greyhound, I guess... but I need my car :(
5) Megan and I saw this cool thing on Food Channel that we wanted to make as gifts to our friends, and well... they got dead. Conclusion: trying to make meringues without an electric mixer is a BAD IDEA. Two hours of whipping the freaking eggwhites to death and then they collapse.
6) Last night, I fell asleep while studying for my ochem exam, so I woke up barely in time to run to the exam, so there was very little prep work.
So, I figure some really good stuff has to happen soon to reestablish the equilibrium of the universe *nods*
1) The motor services people think I have NINE parking tickets. (Yes, I have a couple, but not NINE. And they're not outstanding--yet.) So what do they do but tow my car. So I have to go down and get them to delete a bunch of parking tickets, thankyouverymuch.
2) I have a hold on my school account so that I can't sign up for classes because I haven't signed up for enough classes for my financial aid for next semester to be valid. Ok, so I can't sign up for classes because I haven't signed up for classes o.O
2b) Because I can't sign up for classes, my financial aid for next semester isn't confirmed yet, which means that even though I am currently in surplus of money to them, it shows up that I owe THEM money. So, I get to go try to discuss logic with these people.
3) I'm really pissed that I get paid LESS THAN minimum wage. Dude, it's illegal. I get paid $4.20 an hour. Minimum wage is more than a dollar more than that an hour. I don't get to keep my tips, even though when either Megan or I, or especially when we're BOTH working, we get twice as many tips as anybody else. We're both going to tell our boss that if we don't get a raise of some sort, we're going to quit. It's too stressful to block out 5 hour shifts on two hour notice for less than minimum wage. I understand that the restaurant isn't exactly... thriving. I mean, it's not doing BADLY, but it probably only brings in about $4000 a month, which probably barely covers overhead, but still. Working 20 hours a week shouldn't get me EIGHTY DOLLARS. If I were doing full time, say... that would be just over $500 a month. That's insanity. That would be a salary of $6000 a year. Ok now I'm descending into like... meaninglessness, but still. *whines*
4) Until I get my car like... FOUND and everything settled, I can't get my car FIXED, which means I have no way to get to Vegas for my flight HOME for Christmas. Which makes me stressed. There's always the backup plan of the Greyhound, I guess... but I need my car :(
5) Megan and I saw this cool thing on Food Channel that we wanted to make as gifts to our friends, and well... they got dead. Conclusion: trying to make meringues without an electric mixer is a BAD IDEA. Two hours of whipping the freaking eggwhites to death and then they collapse.
6) Last night, I fell asleep while studying for my ochem exam, so I woke up barely in time to run to the exam, so there was very little prep work.
So, I figure some really good stuff has to happen soon to reestablish the equilibrium of the universe *nods*