Fuck you too, weather
California University is blanketed with ice. Whatever isn't ice is slush or puddles of water concealing ice. Classes are not canceled, but EVERY FOOD SERVICE ESTABLISHMENT ON CAMPUS IS CLOSED TODAY. I was therefore left with two options:
1. Starve.
2. Walk across town to the gas station for the coffee and pepperoni roll I so desperately need to survive the day.
The first is not an option, as I have an exam today and an interview with a prestigious honors fraternity this evening, and two papers to work on. I need food.
It wasn't until after I journeyed all the way across town to the aforementioned convenience store, boots soaked all the way through, fingers numb despite the gloves, hair frozen to my face, that I realized: I FORGOT MY WALLET Naturally, when I left home this morning, I didn't think to bring any cash, as college students don't generally need cash to eat at on-campus dining areas. But those are closed today. Because of the weather. And classes are still running. WHO MAKES THESE DECISIONS?
I'm moving to fucking Hawaii and that is final.
1. Starve.
2. Walk across town to the gas station for the coffee and pepperoni roll I so desperately need to survive the day.
The first is not an option, as I have an exam today and an interview with a prestigious honors fraternity this evening, and two papers to work on. I need food.
It wasn't until after I journeyed all the way across town to the aforementioned convenience store, boots soaked all the way through, fingers numb despite the gloves, hair frozen to my face, that I realized: I FORGOT MY WALLET Naturally, when I left home this morning, I didn't think to bring any cash, as college students don't generally need cash to eat at on-campus dining areas. But those are closed today. Because of the weather. And classes are still running. WHO MAKES THESE DECISIONS?
I'm moving to fucking Hawaii and that is final.