Holidays!
Taxi Driver: WHERE?!
Erin: Ummm... U-ni-ver-si-ty col-lege? At West-ern? Please?
Taxi driver: AHAHAHAHAHA! SORRY I’M A LITTLE DEAF!
8:15am - Erin: Ummm... so we’re turning right, here, yes?
Taxi driver: OH YEAH!!!
8:16am - *near-death experience*
8:20am - Sign on English Department Essay Drop Box: Essays will be collected at 3:30pm from December 18th to 21st.
God: Today is December 22nd.
Erin: I. Know.
8:31am - English Department Secretary: Can I help you?
Erin: I... do you know if the Drop Box is going to be cleared this morning? The sign on the office door says that it’s open today, so I assumed it would be, and...
Secretary: Oh! How silly of me! I should have changed the Drop Box sign! Of course we’re collecting them this morning! Ehe! Bet that gave you a bit of a fright, didn’t it?!
8:45am - Because I taxied to school, I should bus home, even though I have my cello.
8:47am -*torrential rain*
8:50am - London Transit: Well, we were early this morning. Let’s mix it up a little!
9:30am to 12:00pm - Food-ing, packing, organizing, computer-ing.
12:00pm - Taxi #2: HOOOOOOOOOOONK.
Erin: I love taxis.
12:01pm - Erin: Hi, ca--
Taxi Driver #2: WHOA!!! WHAT’S THAT?!
Erin: A coffin.
Taxi Driver #2: Wha-really...?
Erin: No, sorry, it’s a cello. My sense of humor’s inappropriate in the morning.
Taxi Driver #2: ...it’s almost noon.
Erin: Heh heh... yeah... It’ll just come in the back with me... If that’s okay...
12:15pm - Wow... that’s weird. My bag’s front pocket is open, and I always close it. That’s sort of worrying: I keep my wallet there. I should look for it.
12:20pm - Wallet: Hah. Bet you can’t guess where I am!
12:21pm - Don’t. Panic. Just... Think of what Jen Moir always says. If... if you’re driving standard, and you’re stopped on a hill, if you panic, you’re just gonna stall. Just... breathe. Breathe.
12:22pm - *calm*
12:23pm - Erin: Hey, I’m really sorry, but I think I left my wallet at home, so I think we’re gonna have to go back...
Taxi Driver #2: I’m actually the nicest man in the entire world, and I’m going to turn the meter off so you don’t have to pay for this. Also, I’m not deaf.
Erin: Marry me.
12:35pm - Wallet: I’m in the middle of your front hall on the floor! Hah! Cause I fell out of your bag! Bet you didn’t guess that!
12:36pm - Taxi Driver #2 bonds with Erin over calamity circumvention and proceeds to speed for 20 minutes to get Erin to the airport in time.
12:56pm - Erin: Here, have all of my money.
1:00pm - Airport Lady: Are you flying to Toronto?
Erin: No... I’m here for 1:25 flight? To Ot-
Airport Lady: Can’t do it.
Erin: I... what?
Airport Lady: All the luggage already got processed. You’re late.
Erin: (...but... I did what Jen Moir said...)
Erin: ...is... could I maybe get my bags checked with a later flight? Is that possible?
Airport Lady: No.
Erin: ...is there any way that I get on this flight? I...
Airport Lady: Can you leave that big metal thing behind?
Erin: *spontaneous sobbing*
Airport Lady: Oh my god... I’m sorry... I... here... have a tissue.
Public: ...god. Keep it together, hun. It’s just a plane.
Airport Lady: Ummm... okay, well there’s a flight to Toronto in a few hours that you could take... and... well, actually, all of the connections to Ottawa are sold out right now but... spots always that open up... so why don’t we just put you on that and... oh... oh, dear...
Erin: *sniff* ...wh... what?
Airport Lady: It... ummm... it just got cancelled. Because... of the freezing rain.
Erin: *swallow* I... see.
Airport Lady: ...yeah...
Erin: Is there a direct flight tomorrow?
Airport Lady: Yes!
Erin: Can you put me on that?
Airport Lady: Absolutely.
Erin: Ummm... U-ni-ver-si-ty col-lege? At West-ern? Please?
Taxi driver: AHAHAHAHAHA! SORRY I’M A LITTLE DEAF!
8:15am - Erin: Ummm... so we’re turning right, here, yes?
Taxi driver: OH YEAH!!!
8:16am - *near-death experience*
8:20am - Sign on English Department Essay Drop Box: Essays will be collected at 3:30pm from December 18th to 21st.
God: Today is December 22nd.
Erin: I. Know.
8:31am - English Department Secretary: Can I help you?
Erin: I... do you know if the Drop Box is going to be cleared this morning? The sign on the office door says that it’s open today, so I assumed it would be, and...
Secretary: Oh! How silly of me! I should have changed the Drop Box sign! Of course we’re collecting them this morning! Ehe! Bet that gave you a bit of a fright, didn’t it?!
8:45am - Because I taxied to school, I should bus home, even though I have my cello.
8:47am -*torrential rain*
8:50am - London Transit: Well, we were early this morning. Let’s mix it up a little!
9:30am to 12:00pm - Food-ing, packing, organizing, computer-ing.
12:00pm - Taxi #2: HOOOOOOOOOOONK.
Erin: I love taxis.
12:01pm - Erin: Hi, ca--
Taxi Driver #2: WHOA!!! WHAT’S THAT?!
Erin: A coffin.
Taxi Driver #2: Wha-really...?
Erin: No, sorry, it’s a cello. My sense of humor’s inappropriate in the morning.
Taxi Driver #2: ...it’s almost noon.
Erin: Heh heh... yeah... It’ll just come in the back with me... If that’s okay...
12:15pm - Wow... that’s weird. My bag’s front pocket is open, and I always close it. That’s sort of worrying: I keep my wallet there. I should look for it.
12:20pm - Wallet: Hah. Bet you can’t guess where I am!
12:21pm - Don’t. Panic. Just... Think of what Jen Moir always says. If... if you’re driving standard, and you’re stopped on a hill, if you panic, you’re just gonna stall. Just... breathe. Breathe.
12:22pm - *calm*
12:23pm - Erin: Hey, I’m really sorry, but I think I left my wallet at home, so I think we’re gonna have to go back...
Taxi Driver #2: I’m actually the nicest man in the entire world, and I’m going to turn the meter off so you don’t have to pay for this. Also, I’m not deaf.
Erin: Marry me.
12:35pm - Wallet: I’m in the middle of your front hall on the floor! Hah! Cause I fell out of your bag! Bet you didn’t guess that!
12:36pm - Taxi Driver #2 bonds with Erin over calamity circumvention and proceeds to speed for 20 minutes to get Erin to the airport in time.
12:56pm - Erin: Here, have all of my money.
1:00pm - Airport Lady: Are you flying to Toronto?
Erin: No... I’m here for 1:25 flight? To Ot-
Airport Lady: Can’t do it.
Erin: I... what?
Airport Lady: All the luggage already got processed. You’re late.
Erin: (...but... I did what Jen Moir said...)
Erin: ...is... could I maybe get my bags checked with a later flight? Is that possible?
Airport Lady: No.
Erin: ...is there any way that I get on this flight? I...
Airport Lady: Can you leave that big metal thing behind?
Erin: *spontaneous sobbing*
Airport Lady: Oh my god... I’m sorry... I... here... have a tissue.
Public: ...god. Keep it together, hun. It’s just a plane.
Airport Lady: Ummm... okay, well there’s a flight to Toronto in a few hours that you could take... and... well, actually, all of the connections to Ottawa are sold out right now but... spots always that open up... so why don’t we just put you on that and... oh... oh, dear...
Erin: *sniff* ...wh... what?
Airport Lady: It... ummm... it just got cancelled. Because... of the freezing rain.
Erin: *swallow* I... see.
Airport Lady: ...yeah...
Erin: Is there a direct flight tomorrow?
Airport Lady: Yes!
Erin: Can you put me on that?
Airport Lady: Absolutely.