Even with effort I am made of fail
I sent off some packages to Belgium and Canada. I went to the post office and watched the lady weigh the packages and attach the postage. I have the receipt. And yet... And yet. I just got fined for inadequate postage on both packages, but they were willing to overlook one of them.
Gee, thanks a LOT! I don't think I'll be paying either, actually. Since it was a postal worker who messed up. Yeah. I'm heading down there tomorrow hefting a serious can of whoop-ass.
Or, since I'm me, probably more like a polite "excuse me, this can't be right," which will turn into a whole lot of drama if I don't get my way.
The thing that sucks is that the total on my receipt is so high because I also paid my parking ticket that day. Yeah... I don't get fined a lot these days. Nuh-uh.
Also. The other day, my study group and I were working on an economics assignment due tomorrow. I volunteered to type it all up, so I'd brought my computer and we did some typing while crunching numbers. Kind of important stuff. I sat down today to type in the rest of it, and all that brilliance that I was supposed to store on Otto the Gay laptop? Totally not there! *scream*
So now we have to meet up tomorrow and do it all again. And hand in the assignment a few hours late, if he lets us. Which he totally will, but still. I suck so bad, and not in the good way. The girls were really nice about it though. I had expected them to at least call me some names.
And just so this isn't all about my shortcomings, I started a new job last Thursday. And I totally rock at it. Not that it's hard, but from what I've seen of my colleagues, you'd think so. I showed up, looked around and plunged in. My new boss was thrilled, and although he's not good with praise, he actually managed to say nice things to me. Now all we need is to train the rest of the waiters and get the kitchen up to speed, because man - what a bunch of amateurs.
But - total weirdness. I showed up at work tonight only a half hour after realizing that parts of the assignment was missing and asked him if I was allowed to leave early on account of my school emergency. And as we had our exchange, I got a distinct sense of deja-vu. I've had that conversation before, with that person, in that setting, feeling that way, and I remember dreaming it and thinking, "WTF - like I'd ever work there!" Yeah, the irony.
Once my deja-vus stopped freaking me out (because I used to have them quite a lot), I started thinking of them as indications that I was on the right track. The fact that they're less frequent now has actually been rather disconcerting for me.
So... I get one... at a local crappy pizzeria with a stupid name. I am most interested to see where this takes me.