Another day, another thread.
So, I went to my sister's graduation yesterday. Bit of coyote luck involved there.
3 parts of luck, actually.
Part one? I got to go wearing sandals, cargo pants, my Buddha t-shirt, and my goggles because the traffic was so horrible we didn't have time to head back to the hotel.
Anyway, we stop at sis' apartment, or former apartment. She's freaking out slightly, because check-in was at 4:30, it's past 4:30, she was also supposed to have a paper turned in at 4:30...so yeah.
She gives me the papers and tells me to go put them in the mailbox. That's a good thing...but I don't really have the heart to tell her I forgot half her directions on the car ride over. >.> (Mostly because she'd probably attempt to strangle me with the collar she had on her robes).
So...I start walking. Ah, construction site! I remember that instruction!
Walk past several crosswalks...okay...damn. There were supposed to be a couple of turns...but if I turn wrong, I'm never finding my way back. Search, search...
...
There's...a guy with a vacuum cleaner on his shoulder. AHA! Person who works here!
I flag him down, panting slightly (yes, I had run during part of this), and explain to him my dilemma.
"So...have any idea where the public health building and mailboxes are? My sister's about to have a break-down..."
"Sure! I actually just locked it down, but I'll let you in.'
So, I follow him through a docking bay, through an elevator (which he locks to keep it on the floor), and unlocks the mailroom so that I can put the papers in the teacher's mailslot.
"Tell your sister everything's fine. *grin*"
I grinned back, and made my way out.
Score two for coyote.
And the third? The speaker, the administrator for MLK hospital, not only stood up in front of the class of public health grads and took full responsiblity for what happened, but also delivered a speech to make certain coyote guides sit up and take notice, as well as their guided ones.
*yawns* Anyway, I just woke up(with a certain white cat curled up inside my legs. Forstsaber is adorable...), and my stomach is rumbling.
I bid you all adieu, readers.
Walk your paths well.
3 parts of luck, actually.
Part one? I got to go wearing sandals, cargo pants, my Buddha t-shirt, and my goggles because the traffic was so horrible we didn't have time to head back to the hotel.
Anyway, we stop at sis' apartment, or former apartment. She's freaking out slightly, because check-in was at 4:30, it's past 4:30, she was also supposed to have a paper turned in at 4:30...so yeah.
She gives me the papers and tells me to go put them in the mailbox. That's a good thing...but I don't really have the heart to tell her I forgot half her directions on the car ride over. >.> (Mostly because she'd probably attempt to strangle me with the collar she had on her robes).
So...I start walking. Ah, construction site! I remember that instruction!
Walk past several crosswalks...okay...damn. There were supposed to be a couple of turns...but if I turn wrong, I'm never finding my way back. Search, search...
...
There's...a guy with a vacuum cleaner on his shoulder. AHA! Person who works here!
I flag him down, panting slightly (yes, I had run during part of this), and explain to him my dilemma.
"So...have any idea where the public health building and mailboxes are? My sister's about to have a break-down..."
"Sure! I actually just locked it down, but I'll let you in.'
So, I follow him through a docking bay, through an elevator (which he locks to keep it on the floor), and unlocks the mailroom so that I can put the papers in the teacher's mailslot.
"Tell your sister everything's fine. *grin*"
I grinned back, and made my way out.
Score two for coyote.
And the third? The speaker, the administrator for MLK hospital, not only stood up in front of the class of public health grads and took full responsiblity for what happened, but also delivered a speech to make certain coyote guides sit up and take notice, as well as their guided ones.
*yawns* Anyway, I just woke up(with a certain white cat curled up inside my legs. Forstsaber is adorable...), and my stomach is rumbling.
I bid you all adieu, readers.
Walk your paths well.