It’s Snowing!
January 06, 2000
“Funny. Chunky rain," I thought to myself as I was tailing the car in front of me. The drive to campus proved to be a sluggish trek. Finding parking and parking into the smallest tightest spot in the whole parkade, I got out and walked towards class. "Why the fuck did I pick the farthest parkade? Fucking rain." Some people turned and stared as I made that statement. "Mental note – think before I say."
As dreary as the weather seemed, it was, after all a Thursday. I usually have 2 classes but because this is the first week of school, one of them is cancelled. Sweet. Only 1.5 hours of Managerial Accounting. I "Managed" to not fall asleep.
A few simple words from the prof, "seeya next week", and the class lunged for the doors. Not surprisingly, I was trampled AGAIN on my way out. Damn kids.
My pride bruised and my body bruised even more, I limped to the library. A lineup of 11 people stood before me, each awaiting the day they would be at the counter, eager to return their purchases. A myriad of thoughts ran through my mind as I inched along the line. It was like a dream only I was awake and standing. The hundreds of people entering and leaving the bookstore did not catch my attention. The pretty girl that walked by did not awake my trance.
For what seemed like days, turned out to be at most half an hour. By the end of it, my trance was broken. I returned a book, and sold some others. A few dollars richer, I headed for the SUB. It was my first navigation point in my long mission ahead.
Then, in my car, I headed for Airport Square, to deliver a book. I lost my way. I found it. I lost it again. Found it. No. Yes. No. Yes. Finally. Got there. Ten minutes later, I was out again. Next objective, I was to pick up my sibling from school.
Next to a playing field, I docked my vehicle and cut power to all systems except life support (heat). I sent myself on an away mission. Outside the car, I lit my first cigarette in two days. The sensation is undescribable. As it burned to the tip, I gently sent it sailing into a pool of water beside me. The familiar hiss sent a stream of smoke into the atmosphere. The death of the flame brought a moment of silence. For a brief instant, it seemed the world had ended and I was alone.
My sister finally walked up and once again, the world was lively. Not that my sister is some sort of motivation, but seeing her reminded me to get in the car and get out of there.
With new cargo, I pulled out of my parking spot and headed home. Out of the blue, a brown Lexus SUV drove right in front. With certainty, I knew I had right of way since, he couldn’t get by if I let him (there were cars parked on both sides – leaving room for one car to get through). I could tell he didn’t want me to go.
I gassed (THE CAR!). He gassed. I gassed some more. He stopped. I had won that standstill. I moment of triumph passed as I drove past the other car. The driver stared at me with a glare in his eye. I stared back. With all my might, I forced the fiercest looking facade I could muster. An actor of no experience I was but experience was not needed. He saw my glare and looked away. We both drove off. A simple event over.
With a puny conflict behind me, I headed home. Soon enough I was in the garage, running for the door for throughout my whole day, I had neglected to go to the washroom.
And so it was, a typical day in my life, ended with a flush and a sigh of relief.
Tune in next time for more amazing adventures of A Day In The Life Of An Idiot.
