So, it will seem that I just posted this immediately after the last post, but I wrote the last one yesterday. I wrote it before I seriously fucked up.
So, because I had my headphones on watching anime, I managed to misunderstand the announcement for my connecting bus and I completely missed it. I started to have a small panic attack when I realized I missed it, but managed to recover by focusing on my options. I had to wait for the supervisor to get back from break to find out if I could get rescheduled to a later bus. While I waited, I called around to try to find out if I could rent a car and just drive myself the rest of the way there. Fun fact: if you are younger than 25 and do NOT have a major CREDIT card, no one will rent to you. Why it has to be a credit card, I do not understand. It may be that you need a credit card regardless of your age. I don’t know. At that point I was too irritated with myself to really try to find out.
Fortunately, when the supervisor came back, she was able to switch me to the bus leaving at 11 and getting there at 2:20 am. Not ideal in any way, but at least I didn’t have to wait until Monday to catch the next bus. Unfortunately, the bus didn’t arrive at the destination until about 3 am. At that point, if I had been able to go to bed right then, I would have only gotten 4 hours of sleep before class. So, I called the company to tell them I was there and they sent out a shuttle. So, I went out the front doors and waited… and waited…. and waited. After half an hour, I called back and the dude managing the phone said he would call the guy and call me back. Called me back and said he would be there in 10 minutes. 15 minutes later, I called back again. Dude calls shuttle again. Shuttle should be there in 10 minutes. TWENTY MINUTES LATER I called back and the dude seemed really pissed at the guy driving the shuttle. Calls back, says 10 minutes. At this point, it’s after 4am. Fortunately, the shuttle FINALLY shows up and I heaved my heavy ass bag into the back of his van. At this point, I had been sitting or standing in exceptionally uncomfortable positions for the last 16 hours. Had to carefully heave myself into the van without my legs giving out. Drive for ANOTHER HALF HOUR because the shuttle guy had a passenger with him that I suspect slowed him down. Dropped that guy off first, but fortunately he just had to drive to the opposite side of the building to drop me off. Get in out of the rain (because OF COURSE it was raining) and the guy signing me in is lovely. Got my bag upstairs because the main elevator is broken and my room is on the third floor. By the time I finally unwound, texted my parents, and was ready for bed, it was after 5am. I couldn’t sleep well because I was so sore from all the traveling and I got up at 7am to go eat breakfast.
I have been severely sleep deprived with excessive yawning, my fine motor skills are in the shitter, and I fell asleep several times during the intro stuff today. Even with all that, I am stoked to be here. I am so excited to eventually get out on the road and see the country. The process to get to that point is very long and complicated and I will explain it properly when I’m more coherent. Everyone seems very friendly and us students are already forming a comraderie. I have my own personal room with a bed, small desk, and closet/drawers. The facility is very clean and there is a really great relationship between staff, trainers, and students. I think this could be the start of someting amazing. And possibly the start of my legs turning into solid muscle from climbing up and down 3 flights of stairs 5-10 times a day.
Hope to have you along for the journey.