I am having a Hell of a week
I can't even be bothered to be funny today. I'm having the Week from Hell, and it's only Tuesday!
First of all, we had an evacuation at my workplace yesterday because of a bomb threat. For real. One moment I was sitting at my desk, then suddenly some guy in a fluorescent orange jacket comes running in, bellowing: "BOMB THREAT! EVERYBODY OUT, NOW! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!" Our department is at the top floor, so we get evacuated before they sound the official alarm, to avoid crowding the staircases, and it was only when I was standing outside the building that I realised how scared I had been, running down all those stairs. They also evacuated the surrounding shops and offices and restaurants, and soon there were about a thousand people standing outside, and everybody was freaked out and the wildest rumours were flying around.
It turned out to be a false alarm, but still it was two and a half hours later by the time we were given the all-clear to re-enter the building.
Then today, I was supposed to have my theoretical exams for my driving license. So I was there, 45 minutes before time, soaked through to the bone because of the long walk in the rain from the station to the building where they had it, and then I was bloody rejected from participating because I didn't have a legitimate passport photo with me. I always carry a few of those with me, and I had been convinced that I had them in my bag, but I seem to have lost them. It was only after I had walked all the way back through the pouring rain that I realised it wouldn't have mattered anyway if I had found them, because I'm smiling on that picture and you're not allowed to do that anymore on photos for official purposes.
Then I had a row with my Mum on the phone, and a very uncomfortable talk with my driving instructor, and now I feel like bashing my head into a brick wall for being such an utter moron.
Also, I am kind of scared of having to go into work again tomorrow. I know the bomb threat was a false alarm, but still. It makes it all seem so much closer to home.
The one thing that will keep me going this week is the thought of Doctor Who starting again on Saturday. That's how sad I am.
First of all, we had an evacuation at my workplace yesterday because of a bomb threat. For real. One moment I was sitting at my desk, then suddenly some guy in a fluorescent orange jacket comes running in, bellowing: "BOMB THREAT! EVERYBODY OUT, NOW! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!" Our department is at the top floor, so we get evacuated before they sound the official alarm, to avoid crowding the staircases, and it was only when I was standing outside the building that I realised how scared I had been, running down all those stairs. They also evacuated the surrounding shops and offices and restaurants, and soon there were about a thousand people standing outside, and everybody was freaked out and the wildest rumours were flying around.
It turned out to be a false alarm, but still it was two and a half hours later by the time we were given the all-clear to re-enter the building.
Then today, I was supposed to have my theoretical exams for my driving license. So I was there, 45 minutes before time, soaked through to the bone because of the long walk in the rain from the station to the building where they had it, and then I was bloody rejected from participating because I didn't have a legitimate passport photo with me. I always carry a few of those with me, and I had been convinced that I had them in my bag, but I seem to have lost them. It was only after I had walked all the way back through the pouring rain that I realised it wouldn't have mattered anyway if I had found them, because I'm smiling on that picture and you're not allowed to do that anymore on photos for official purposes.
Then I had a row with my Mum on the phone, and a very uncomfortable talk with my driving instructor, and now I feel like bashing my head into a brick wall for being such an utter moron.
Also, I am kind of scared of having to go into work again tomorrow. I know the bomb threat was a false alarm, but still. It makes it all seem so much closer to home.
The one thing that will keep me going this week is the thought of Doctor Who starting again on Saturday. That's how sad I am.