I just wasted four hours of my life

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*Disclaimer* - Huge whinging rant following:


Well it started off with Sunday drivers starting early (you know the ones - happy to sit at 10km/h under the speed limit, causing you to miss lights etc), but they weren't too big a drama compared to the rest of the night.

The video night got moved to Stanmore, and Striker said he'd be there from 6pm, with videos to start at 8. So I rock up at 6:15 but he's not there. So I ring the doorbell anyway. No answer. Ring a couple more times. No answer. So I call Striker. "Keep ringing" he says, and he'll be there in 20 minutes. So I ring a few more times, but decide that I don't want to be standing around all by myself on a dark street at night, so I go back and sit in my car. Now without a book to read all I can do is listen to the radio, getting bored *out of my brain*. Minutes tick by. Tens of minutes. Eventually at 7:55 Striker, Alex and Wendy turn up. Of course by this stage my mind is numb and I'm thoroughly grumpy.

They spend a couple of minutes trying to contact the host of the video night. Door bell doesn't work. Phone doesn't work. Eventually they attract attention by yelling through a window.

So then we head down the back for fire twirling (which was the only good part of the whole night). I love fire twirling, I could watch it for hours. But the ground was wet so I had to stand there with my bag, cause noone asked if I wanted to dump my stuff inside. Continue to be stressed.

A bit before 8 we head inside, and order pizzas. The video decided on was "Angst" (sounds kind of appropriate somehow). I start to relax somewhat. Pizzas arrive, mine was a Parmagiana (sp?), which was *really good*. Then I tried to pour myself an orange juice. Trying to manipulate a two and a half litre bottle in one hand so I can hold a glass in the other. I squeezed tightly on it, and the orange juice literally exploded all over me. This was the last straw. After spending 10 minutes in the kitchen trying to dry myself off, I went back, picked up my things, and just left, in an attempt to avoid any more disasters. Of course as soon as I got to the car I completely lost it, and it took me the entire trip home to calm down. Now I just want to go to bed. 10:12pm on a Saturday night. Yay.

3 Comments

CC said:

Poor Kazza! =(
I hope you feel better today?

April 27, 2003 2:51 PM

   

kazza said:

yes much better today :)
10 hours of sleep is always a good thing !

April 27, 2003 3:27 PM

   

CC said:

Mmmm, nice. Need some...only got 3 hours last night, I've been up since 6:30am, had to get to church by 8 as I was singing, and now I'm staying up to finish my essay! =(

April 27, 2003 8:34 PM

   

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