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southernmedicine) wrote2025-05-20 10:23 pm
southernmedicine) wrote2025-05-20 10:23 pm
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Not gonna lie, today was pretty shitty. You'd think it would be difficult to have such a bad day while at Disneyland, but here we are.
The first thing I saw this morning when I opened my eyes and checked my phone was a message from my girlfriend, telling me the leasing agent handling our apartment application said that to even start processing it, I will need an offer letter from an employer stating that they will hire me.
How am I supposed to do that? I don't live there yet. I can't do interviews. We have to turn in applications ASAP if we want even a hope of getting an apartment anywhere, but who is going to want to hire me two and a half months before I can even start working? No one!
I got to Disneyland late. When I did get here it was so hot and sunny that my phone kept overheating, crashing and turning itself off, so I couldn't capture pictures or video of anything I wanted to for like the first three hours. All the lines were insane. The first three rides I waited in line for decided to break down just as I was getting close to the front, after I had already wasted all that time waiting in the hot sun.
Normally if it's crowded, I'm usually okay to just vibe since I'm a pass holder, but today was my second to last opportunity to go before my pass blacks out and then I will be moving away, and it felt so frustrating to hardly be able to DO anything when I have like no time left.
I tried to implement something sweet and romantic for my girlfriend. When she came for Star Wars Nite, we were really excited to get to see the Star Wars fireworks over Batuu, but they ended up disappointing us by doing a projection show instead. I knew she had to get up kind of early for an appointment before work so I told her hey, I have a surprise, I can record it and show you later or if you think you can stay up fifteen more minutes, we can enjoy it together.
Of course, they started fifteen minutes late. She had to go, her meds were dragging her under and I had already kept her up past her bedtime, which I felt guilty for, for what turned out to be nothing. The fireworks did happen and I did record them for her, but god.
And I am dreading going to work tomorrow. The air conditioning was broken yesterday and it was MISERY. It got up to 80 degrees in the clinic hallways which means our tiny little massage rooms, where we are shut up for hours at a time with patients, doing hard physical labor, were three or four degrees hotter than that. I spent my whole shift suffering, completely soaked through with sweat, thirsty the whole time because I could not drink enough water to stay hydrated.
It's supposed to be ten degrees hotter tomorrow, because we're experiencing dumbass weather, so if the AC is still broken I don't even want to think about what that will mean for how miserable my shift will be. But think about it have been, and think about it I will continue to do.
As well as the notion that we might not get this wonderful apartment we need and want so badly.
This has been a vent.
The first thing I saw this morning when I opened my eyes and checked my phone was a message from my girlfriend, telling me the leasing agent handling our apartment application said that to even start processing it, I will need an offer letter from an employer stating that they will hire me.
How am I supposed to do that? I don't live there yet. I can't do interviews. We have to turn in applications ASAP if we want even a hope of getting an apartment anywhere, but who is going to want to hire me two and a half months before I can even start working? No one!
I got to Disneyland late. When I did get here it was so hot and sunny that my phone kept overheating, crashing and turning itself off, so I couldn't capture pictures or video of anything I wanted to for like the first three hours. All the lines were insane. The first three rides I waited in line for decided to break down just as I was getting close to the front, after I had already wasted all that time waiting in the hot sun.
Normally if it's crowded, I'm usually okay to just vibe since I'm a pass holder, but today was my second to last opportunity to go before my pass blacks out and then I will be moving away, and it felt so frustrating to hardly be able to DO anything when I have like no time left.
I tried to implement something sweet and romantic for my girlfriend. When she came for Star Wars Nite, we were really excited to get to see the Star Wars fireworks over Batuu, but they ended up disappointing us by doing a projection show instead. I knew she had to get up kind of early for an appointment before work so I told her hey, I have a surprise, I can record it and show you later or if you think you can stay up fifteen more minutes, we can enjoy it together.
Of course, they started fifteen minutes late. She had to go, her meds were dragging her under and I had already kept her up past her bedtime, which I felt guilty for, for what turned out to be nothing. The fireworks did happen and I did record them for her, but god.
And I am dreading going to work tomorrow. The air conditioning was broken yesterday and it was MISERY. It got up to 80 degrees in the clinic hallways which means our tiny little massage rooms, where we are shut up for hours at a time with patients, doing hard physical labor, were three or four degrees hotter than that. I spent my whole shift suffering, completely soaked through with sweat, thirsty the whole time because I could not drink enough water to stay hydrated.
It's supposed to be ten degrees hotter tomorrow, because we're experiencing dumbass weather, so if the AC is still broken I don't even want to think about what that will mean for how miserable my shift will be. But think about it have been, and think about it I will continue to do.
As well as the notion that we might not get this wonderful apartment we need and want so badly.
This has been a vent.