Wake up in stinkhole house/appartment/whatever-particular-part-of-Hell-that-place-is-called. Leave as quickly as possible. Ride around on the railcars and underground for a while. Decide to check in at Centre for Medieval Studies, very pretty building. Am given key and told students are allowed there 24/7. Score. Decide to only be present at Stinkhole from hours of 11pm-7am from now on.
Here is where the fun started.
Decide to access internet at CMS. Am told I need to get my T-Card in order to do that. In order to get T-Card, I need to formally register. In order to formally register, I need to defer fees.
Go down to office of finances and awards, 1k from CMS. Am given form to fill out, then just told that it would be quicker to fill out form online. Go back to CMS dungeon to use computers. Password given by secretary to use computers is incorrect. Climb three flights of stairs. Get correct password. Descend three flights of stairs. Fill out form online. Form tells me that online deferal is past due date.
Return to Office of Awards and Finances. Am told they don't want my form, need to turn it in to my department. Return to CMS. Climb three flights of stairs. Am told that they don't want the form and that it should be taken to the School of Graduate Studies. Am asked why it looks like I have been running around.
Start walking to SGS, 2k away. Am engulfed by loud bacchant undergraduates in red shirts at freshman orientation. Bacchants have defaced the Robarts Library to read as Gropearts Library. Classy.
Cross street and hurry ahead to avoid group of bacchants in blue shirts. Miss SGS and continue 1k too far. Return the way I came, find SGS, and turn in forms. Am now formally registered. Walk to Robarts/Gropearts Library to get T-Card. Am accosted by what look to be more bacchants in blue shirts. Turns out to be Evangelical group giving out icees. Am sweating, so this is very welcome. Short conversation and continue on to library.
Am immediately accosted by Socialists in semi-military fatigues. Am asked if I want to buy their magazine. Decline. Am asked if I want to become involved in Socialist politics. Decline, hurry away.
Get picture taken at library. Card printed. I look like a sweaty Vulcan.
Return to CMS to login, finally. Climb three flights of stairs. Find out that my internet is not configured properly. Instructions for how to configure internet are, surprise, on the internet. Descend into dungeon. Wrestle with internet for 1 1/2 hours. Laptop starts to connect. Filter freaks out. Refuses access to internet. Have forgotten filter password. Gnash teeth.
Wander for 2 hours trying to find hole in the wall internet cafe with free wifi and no login procedure. Find one, buy coffee, curse and uninstall filter. Wander back to library and am finally able to connect to the internet.
It took about 10 hourse to get online yesterday >_<
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Erg. I'm so sorry! But I'm glad your sense of humor is still intact. It sound like a truly interesting day.
I want to see the sweaty Vulcan picture.
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