The Week From Hell.

For those that don't know, this week was the first week back to classes. Sounds innocuous, doesn't it? Like spring flowers blooming and all that happy horseshit.

In actuality, the return of students is a little more like this:

"Where am I?" (IT)
"Where am I going?" (Let me look at your schedule)
"Where's the bookstore line?" (You are in it)
"Is the line always this long?" (Yes, when you wait for the first day of class to get your books)
"Is there a Taco Bell around here?" (Yes, thankfully)
"Do you know where Instructor X is?" (No, and the tracking microchip is currently not working)
"Is enrollment up?" (Yes, No, Maybe, Who Knows [dependent on day])
"Can I park in a numbered spot marked 'reserved'?" (Only if you want towed)
"What class is this?" (Obviously one you don't think you belong in)

I have used up my allotment of 'fuck' this week so I've had to resort to 'frack.' All out of 'fuck' by Tuesday, that must be a new record.

Thankfully, thankfully, I am off work tomorrow (Libations in Sharkboy's Gazebo, here I come!) and off Tuesday. Nice, long, pleasant weekend.

Or at least long ;)

Have a great weekend!!