mmaru
Erie, PA
age: 24
| Anyone who doesn't want to hear a little pissing and moaning, feel free to hit your back button and disregard this thread.
This weekend sucks, and it's only Friday evening. Lately I've been feeling pretty down in the dumps. This weekend, however, I had an anime convention that I've been wanting to go to for the last three years, but it's always fallen on a weekend where I was still at school and couldn't go due to transportation, money, or workload. This is the first year that I can finally make it, and this morning, when I got up at 9, I was full of energy and looking forward to a great weekend of being a complete anime-obsessed geek with one of my best friends, while spending time with a few more distant friends that, incidentally, I only get to see at such conventions about once a year.
I hopped into my car and drove to Buffalo, about an hour and a half away. The MapQuest directions had all of five steps to it, and me being the idiot that I am, I still managed to miss both of my two exits and turn around. No big deal... even though one spot didn't have another exit for fifteen miles. I finally got to the college where the convention was, and lo and behold... they weren't starting till 4. It was around 12:30 at the time. Sooo, I figured I could keep myself entertained by looking around a bit, and drove down to the shopping strip to do a little browsing, and mostly read. Eventually 4 o'clock came around and I went to get my badge for the weekend, and the book that outlines the events. Sat down again to plot out my weekend, got all excited about some of the panels, especially one that was being hosted by one of my favorite voice actors, whom I would also be joining for dinner afterwards with his fan club.
The first event I planned to attend wasn't going to start for another fifteen minutes, so I went to watch some anime music videos. Shortly after I sat down, the announcement came over the intercom... due to the blizzard outside, the college was shutting down, and thus the convention was cancelled. Major, major let-down.
So I went to my car, packed my things back into it, and started to head out... only to get stuck at the college's exit. After attempting to drive and push myself out for a bit, an older lady drove by and told me to call campus security and have them get maintenance, who is not only on the job 24/7, but is also supposed to be responsible for things like getting cars out of ditches. So I walked to one of the buildings (after trying to find the maintenance building by following the signs, which led to A BIG EMPTY LOT.) and one of the guys behind the desk let me use the phone to call security. The guy who answered was a bit rude, but transferred me to maintenance, so I couldn't complain. Except that the phone just rang and rang till a machine finally picked up. So I called the security guy again who didn't even let me finish talking before he transferred me over to maintenance's other line, where I, once again... got a machine.
Eventually I did manage to get myself out of the rut... and onto the highway where I got to drive through a blizzard, which was not only in Buffalo but also in my own lovely area. Who doesn't love going 25MPH on the interstate after you've already had a disappointing day and just want to go home and get into your pajamas? I figured I'd at least put some gas in my car at the truck stop where I work since, at 3.09 a gallon, it's ten cents cheaper than anywhere else in Erie. Well, during the day, they apparently closed that gap. Ever the optimist, I tried to consider the fact that at least I was saving the $30 that I would have had to give to one of my friends for the hotel room we were sharing, but really, I wasted more than that in the gas it took to make this pointless little trip.
I'm just really bummed out about this whole ordeal. Money has been really tight, especially since I recently got into my first accident and need to cover repairs. But careful planning and tight spending allowed me to go to this convention, and now that's not happening. Furthermore, I took four days off of work for it, days when I could be earning some money to help out, and now the best I can hope for is to get called in if someone else calls off. Normally I try to find something good about every situation... in this instance, the days off to relax will be nice, and I can still do something with friends or something, but at this point, I'm almost afraid to make plans in case they get screwed up again. This convention was just the most recent in a long line of similar disappointments lately.
I've just been feeling so bleh lately... hoping that it's just the weather, which I know for sure will pass eventually...
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ishmia
Columbia, SC
age: 30
| Every weekend without fail I get in my car and go to work. I havn't had a weekend off for six years. I work 12 hour days and only see my kids in time to either take them to school on week days or to the sitter on the weekend then maybe a half hour to talk to them before bed at night. Life in general sucks for a single mom doing it all. But every morning I wake up and breathe in and out and thank God for another beautiful day. After that I take my kids where they need to go and head to work to deal with women complaing about one thing or another that went wrong with what ever. Deal with suppliers that don't understand anything you say no matter what language you use (foreign not swearing). Get a call in the middle of the afternoon from one of my kids asking when I'll be home and whether or not I'll be able to read to them before bed (those phone calls are the worst). After a hard day at work I get home tuck the kids in take a shower and do it all again the next day. Days off are few and far between and those days are spent filling out paperwork for my stepfather who has cancer, but thankfully his chemo is working and it looks like he'll go into remission. My mom has been a real champ through all this and when she nees to break down she does so with me on one of my days off. So If I don't have a physically exhausting day I have an emotionally draining day. But through all this I thank God for his blessings and and start all over again.
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familyguy58103
Los Angeles, CA
age: 88
| Perfect answer. God bless you. 
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