Lost....or not
Hey,
So, I was joking when I told Josh and Logan today that tonight they would probably have a hall meeting in the lobby of Bond, making it impossible for me to watch Lost when it came on tonight at work. Well, tonight, for the first time this semester, they are having a hall meeting on my shift. The first time. What are the freaking chances that out of all the three years I've been a desk assistant, the ONE night I actually really want to watch TV and not just use it as a reason to pass the time at work, I can't. And I can even study because they're being so loud that I can't concentrate.
I talked to Logan the other day about my bad luck. It's really astounding sometimes. Seriously. The only good thing I can take away from this is that my bad luck is sometimes such a perfect combination of multiple, completely independent situations, that it's a perfection that rivals mathematics. It's crazy.
James Bru: this is your life.
Sorry if I sound bitchy. I know I sound bitchy. But I need to vent.
I'll probably make a happy post tomorrow to make up for this.
Later,
-Bru
PS:
Oh. And this meeting they're having is so awkward and useless. It's supposed to be a meeting to "promote diversity", but I swear to God, someone just said "and that's just something that YOU PEOPLE do."
What the hell?
So, I was joking when I told Josh and Logan today that tonight they would probably have a hall meeting in the lobby of Bond, making it impossible for me to watch Lost when it came on tonight at work. Well, tonight, for the first time this semester, they are having a hall meeting on my shift. The first time. What are the freaking chances that out of all the three years I've been a desk assistant, the ONE night I actually really want to watch TV and not just use it as a reason to pass the time at work, I can't. And I can even study because they're being so loud that I can't concentrate.
I talked to Logan the other day about my bad luck. It's really astounding sometimes. Seriously. The only good thing I can take away from this is that my bad luck is sometimes such a perfect combination of multiple, completely independent situations, that it's a perfection that rivals mathematics. It's crazy.
James Bru: this is your life.
Sorry if I sound bitchy. I know I sound bitchy. But I need to vent.
I'll probably make a happy post tomorrow to make up for this.
Later,
-Bru
PS:
Oh. And this meeting they're having is so awkward and useless. It's supposed to be a meeting to "promote diversity", but I swear to God, someone just said "and that's just something that YOU PEOPLE do."
What the hell?