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I've said before how the projekt revolution tour concert at DTE was going to be the same day as my final in math, the 22nd. So I decided to take advantage of the gullibility of my math teacher by concocting an elaborate lie to try and reschedule my final to some other day. She had made it clear that the date of the final was absolute and there was no changing it. But I thought to myself "what about emergency situations?" Immediately, the idea of a funeral came to mind. Therefore, in order to try and change the date of my final, I was going to tell her that my grandma died and I needed to attend her funeral. Funerals are usually early in the day though, to remedy this, my recently deceased fake grandma was going to live in Aurora, Illinois. It's a five and a half hour drive (google maps), so the entire day would be needed. I invented a false departure time and approx. return time from said trip as well. My impostor grandmother was to be named Diana Rebecca Dear, she was 73 years old. Her husband, Wesley Dear, died four years previous. I also came to the conclusion that she died of a stroke at home on the morning of the 20th, but she wasn't discovered until later that night by my (fake) uncle, who lives in chicago. He called her to check up on her, and when she didn't answer, he got worried and went to her house. The funeral was to be held at James Funeral SVC, and the luncheon afterward was going to be provided at my aunt and uncles house in chicago by Rueland Food Services. Both companies are stationed in aurora, il. I tried to think of any other loopholes in my lie that my instructor could find, but I couldn't. These details were in case she asked, I wasn't going to bust this all out on her.
So I called, and gave the best depressed act I could deliver. Told her I had a funeral for my grandma in Illinois and that we would need to leave at 5am that day in order to arrive at 11am for the funeral. "The final cannot be rescheduled" was her reply. Fuck. "If you cannot attend the final due to emergency, then I can take a look at your current grade and see how low your grade will be if you miss the final. Call me back in one hour." Alright. I take a shower, check my email, and watch a little tv. After about an hour goes by, I pick the phone up again. "The 4 tests you have taken in my class so far are two A's and two B's. Since this is a special case, I can give you a B as your final grade." I had to force myself to muffle a "really?" She followed up with "I don't normally do this, but because you do not have a choice but to miss, I can be generous." She must have been busy with something, because she then abruptly ended our conversation. So yeah, my intense research to facilitate a lie wasn't all in vain, at least I knew I was prepared from all angles. And yeah, I'm probably going to hell for this too.
Speaking of that concert I went to great lengths to go to, here's a low-down of my experience to save you some time.
Good parts:
-Mindless Self-Indulgence, Taking Back Sunday, MCR, and Linkin Park all put on incredible shows.
-Skate demos
-Free Monster
-Guitar hero at 101.1 Wrif booth
-Found other people I know including Frank, and a co-worker of mine named Tristan.
-They were handing out free condoms throughout the establishment, and people were inflating them and using them as beach balls during the show.
Bad parts:
-The intense heat
-Blankets, purses, binoculars, and lawn chairs were prohibited into DTE, but they rented them out for extreme costs inside
-$3.50 for a bottled water, and I needed to buy at least 5 or 6 of them throughout the day to keep Shannon from passing out
-The good bands didn't start until four hours after we arrived.
-We both brought our hoodies because the forecast was calling for a good chance of t-storms. We ended up having to carry them around all day because there wasn't re-admittance.
-Headaches suck, especially at a loud concert.
-Yet another sunburn to plague me for the next week or so.
-The group of guys 9 feet behind us got so drunk that they started throwing their empty beer cups and pizza boxes into the crowd in front of them. Luckily, I got only got hit once by a pizza box, no harm done. I felt sorry for the people to the left-front of us, they all got hit by a cup full of beer.
We left half-way through Linkin Park's set to avoid the cluster-fuck of cars that was inevitable at the end of the show. Which is both good and bad. I would've liked to hear all of LP's show, but I knew the consequences of doing so would leave us stuck in the center of a car-orgy in the parking lot afterward.
Overall, good experience. I know to bring sun-screen next time.
I've got nothing happening until Saturday, Shannon and I are going to Henry Ford Museum and Greenfield Village to relive old times. It's about to thunderstorm outside, so before I lose power, I'll bid you adieu.
And yes, I know. Post was a wall of text. I apologize for nothing.
I've said before how the projekt revolution tour concert at DTE was going to be the same day as my final in math, the 22nd. So I decided to take advantage of the gullibility of my math teacher by concocting an elaborate lie to try and reschedule my final to some other day. She had made it clear that the date of the final was absolute and there was no changing it. But I thought to myself "what about emergency situations?" Immediately, the idea of a funeral came to mind. Therefore, in order to try and change the date of my final, I was going to tell her that my grandma died and I needed to attend her funeral. Funerals are usually early in the day though, to remedy this, my recently deceased fake grandma was going to live in Aurora, Illinois. It's a five and a half hour drive (google maps), so the entire day would be needed. I invented a false departure time and approx. return time from said trip as well. My impostor grandmother was to be named Diana Rebecca Dear, she was 73 years old. Her husband, Wesley Dear, died four years previous. I also came to the conclusion that she died of a stroke at home on the morning of the 20th, but she wasn't discovered until later that night by my (fake) uncle, who lives in chicago. He called her to check up on her, and when she didn't answer, he got worried and went to her house. The funeral was to be held at James Funeral SVC, and the luncheon afterward was going to be provided at my aunt and uncles house in chicago by Rueland Food Services. Both companies are stationed in aurora, il. I tried to think of any other loopholes in my lie that my instructor could find, but I couldn't. These details were in case she asked, I wasn't going to bust this all out on her.
So I called, and gave the best depressed act I could deliver. Told her I had a funeral for my grandma in Illinois and that we would need to leave at 5am that day in order to arrive at 11am for the funeral. "The final cannot be rescheduled" was her reply. Fuck. "If you cannot attend the final due to emergency, then I can take a look at your current grade and see how low your grade will be if you miss the final. Call me back in one hour." Alright. I take a shower, check my email, and watch a little tv. After about an hour goes by, I pick the phone up again. "The 4 tests you have taken in my class so far are two A's and two B's. Since this is a special case, I can give you a B as your final grade." I had to force myself to muffle a "really?" She followed up with "I don't normally do this, but because you do not have a choice but to miss, I can be generous." She must have been busy with something, because she then abruptly ended our conversation. So yeah, my intense research to facilitate a lie wasn't all in vain, at least I knew I was prepared from all angles. And yeah, I'm probably going to hell for this too.
Speaking of that concert I went to great lengths to go to, here's a low-down of my experience to save you some time.
Good parts:
-Mindless Self-Indulgence, Taking Back Sunday, MCR, and Linkin Park all put on incredible shows.
-Skate demos
-Free Monster
-Guitar hero at 101.1 Wrif booth
-Found other people I know including Frank, and a co-worker of mine named Tristan.
-They were handing out free condoms throughout the establishment, and people were inflating them and using them as beach balls during the show.
Bad parts:
-The intense heat
-Blankets, purses, binoculars, and lawn chairs were prohibited into DTE, but they rented them out for extreme costs inside
-$3.50 for a bottled water, and I needed to buy at least 5 or 6 of them throughout the day to keep Shannon from passing out
-The good bands didn't start until four hours after we arrived.
-We both brought our hoodies because the forecast was calling for a good chance of t-storms. We ended up having to carry them around all day because there wasn't re-admittance.
-Headaches suck, especially at a loud concert.
-Yet another sunburn to plague me for the next week or so.
-The group of guys 9 feet behind us got so drunk that they started throwing their empty beer cups and pizza boxes into the crowd in front of them. Luckily, I got only got hit once by a pizza box, no harm done. I felt sorry for the people to the left-front of us, they all got hit by a cup full of beer.
We left half-way through Linkin Park's set to avoid the cluster-fuck of cars that was inevitable at the end of the show. Which is both good and bad. I would've liked to hear all of LP's show, but I knew the consequences of doing so would leave us stuck in the center of a car-orgy in the parking lot afterward.
Overall, good experience. I know to bring sun-screen next time.
I've got nothing happening until Saturday, Shannon and I are going to Henry Ford Museum and Greenfield Village to relive old times. It's about to thunderstorm outside, so before I lose power, I'll bid you adieu.
And yes, I know. Post was a wall of text. I apologize for nothing.