Office # 12, Monday
Electroclash was annoyed. She'd been on the phone with the SPA far too early this morning, because apparently there was some kind of podcast radio thing recapping the happenings of the island, and apparently the SPA had come across that, and apparently they knew she'd missed her first class. And yes, that had been news to her. Not that she wouldn't have maybe skipped it even if she'd known it was supposed to happen last week.
The good thing here was that the SPA person had told her the paperwork was all in her office. Electroclash hadn't known she got an office, either, so that was the actual good news of the day. She'd made her way over, uniform and all, and sure enough, right there on her desk was a paper stating the starting time of her class. Which was last thursday.
Electroclash so hated the authorities being right about anything. Heavy sigh. She flopped into the chair by her desk and glanced at the computer.
"|Computer play podcasts.|"
Might as well see what else she'd missed.
[ooc: Open office hour! Omg I have an office hour.]
The good thing here was that the SPA person had told her the paperwork was all in her office. Electroclash hadn't known she got an office, either, so that was the actual good news of the day. She'd made her way over, uniform and all, and sure enough, right there on her desk was a paper stating the starting time of her class. Which was last thursday.
Electroclash so hated the authorities being right about anything. Heavy sigh. She flopped into the chair by her desk and glanced at the computer.
"|Computer play podcasts.|"
Might as well see what else she'd missed.
[ooc: Open office hour! Omg I have an office hour.]