Here's a what the fuck. I have a video project due Monday. There's only one room in one building on campus that has editing software and firewire ability. We finished shooting on Wednesday, and I transferred and started editing the next day. I had a paintball tournament on Saturday, so I knew if I came in on Friday and worked some more, it would only take a few more hours on Sunday to finish it. I ask the security desk if the building will be open on Sunday, and if not, if I have to reserve it. Woman tells me it will be open until 10:15, all I have to do is use the front door.
Sunday, around 4:45. I get to the building and it’s locked. What the fuck? I go the security desk and tell them to open it. Fucking flake tells me it closes at 4:30 on Sundays unless I reserved it earlier. I say “I would have reserved it earlier but you fuckers told me on Thursday I didn’t need to.” But you know how it always is. I’ve got the keys right here but there’s nothing I can do. FUCK YOU. You can think about how little you can do on the drive home after I let the air out of your tires and shit in your trunk.
Sunday, around 4:45. I get to the building and it’s locked. What the fuck? I go the security desk and tell them to open it. Fucking flake tells me it closes at 4:30 on Sundays unless I reserved it earlier. I say “I would have reserved it earlier but you fuckers told me on Thursday I didn’t need to.” But you know how it always is. I’ve got the keys right here but there’s nothing I can do. FUCK YOU. You can think about how little you can do on the drive home after I let the air out of your tires and shit in your trunk.
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