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Blooorgh. I knew this week would be tough but it's already killing me. (Before I get started on this week though, I guess I should say that the karaoke Saturday never happened. I got there first, and they told me the computer was broken. So I let Fuzzy know and he had to text all the people he had invited and the whole night fell apart. He feels bad though and knows he owes me a party. :P)
So this 5K fundraiser I'm in charge of? The deadline for T-shirt designs was on Friday. Last I'd heard James was going to ask his wife to do a design, so I wasn't worried. Then I get a text from him Monday morning that says, "How was your spring break? Did anyone turn in a design for the T-shirts?" Um. WHAT. Turns out I thought James was doing it, he thought Amber was doing it, and Amber thought between the two of us we had it covered. So yesterday I went in to finish the signs and confirmed while talking to the people there that no, there was no T-shirt design submitted. Then we finished the signs, and I had to leave for class before they went to get them approved to hang. After class I get a text saying the intramural guy didn't get any spots for hanging signs, so actually we didn't need any. And he couldn't tell us BEFORE I spent twelve hours making them?
So at lunch today I get a call from Amber and she's pissed, understandably, because I was in charge of this thing and I didn't get a design in and didn't tell her that I needed someone to do it. I told her that the last I heard James' wife was doing it, and to her credit she calmed down very quickly and isn't one of those "I just have to stay mad right now!" kinds of people. She was still irked in a general sense, and she said "Now I have to go in and talk to him and get yelled at," and I immediately said, "No, this is my thing, I'll go get yelled at." Which is a pretty big deal for me because I am usually very quick to let someone else accept the confrontation. So I told her I'd talk to him and see if we could work anything out, and she seemed relieved.
I didn't have any class today but I had to go to campus anyway and talk to him. I had all these ideas for things we could give participants that weren't customized, like UVU sports water bottles or wristbands or something, or I know the guy who owns Burger Supreme and we could get deals on gift certificates, and other things. But then Dennis (that's not his name but we call him that because he's mean and Dennis is a good mean-guy name) kept saying NO, they HAD to be T-shirts, and I MISSED the deadline so NOTHING could be done. No explanation why, just that I'm not allowed to try to redeem myself. Then he told me he had some generic UVU Intramurals T-shirts we could use, and I don't see why he couldn't have mentioned that before making me feel like crap, but then I remember it's because Dennis is mean. Anyway, so we have T-shirts, they just don't say "UVU Triathlon Club" on them, and I figure that's not that important. Also it seems the route might have to be moved, since there's construction going on. He couldn't be bothered to tell me whether this was actually the case, so I have to go track him down in the intramural fields tomorrow to see if it's getting moved or not.
On the plus side, while I was on campus I noticed one of our signs hanging, so Alex did manage to get them displayed. Thank goodness. Even better all the stress seems to have triggered my period early and now I'm cramping big time. We had a bike clinic tonight though, and that was pretty sweet - James works at Mad Dog Cycles, so I brought my two-flat-tired bike and he showed me how to change them. Turns out the tubes were okay, they were just put in by morons (the ones who stopped to "help" when I got flats at my last tri). So he pulled out one and showed me how to check it and put it back in and pump it up, then had me do the other one. I changed a tire all by myself! I now know more about changing tires than my Knights In Shining Armor did, that's for sure. I brought my mom with me since she is more interested in bike maintenance than I am, and it's a good thing I did because my mom and I were the only ones there besides James, who works there, and Alex, who is already skilled at tire changing. So at least that clinic wasn't a bust.
For now, I'm in pajamas, I've got my heater on, and I'm spending the evening in bed with a book. Probably my automotive book. Can't skip out on homework forever. 9_9