And When I Thought Nothing More Could Go Wrong

Today was okay until I moved into my residence hall.

Then it became the worst day ever.

The idiot man who was doing my state of entry spoke so quickly about such important things that I made him repeat everything multiple times.  It pissed me off.  After the first time, shouldn't he understand that maybe I need him to talk slower?  Or maybe to not be such a jerk in general?  I raised my voice and said "I need instructions, SORRY" and then got out a piece of paper and made him spell things that I didn't understand because I hate that stupid idiot man.

I have to set up my own electricity.  It's through the residence hall account through the EDF place.  Couldn't they do it for me?  Couldn't they tell me before I show up?

I had to buy mattress protection for my brand new mattress that has stains on it.  If there are stains on it when I leave, I have to pay.  I would like to leave right now.

So in order to sleep on my mattress tonight I had to go to the other side of town to go to the store.  The whole trip took about two hours.

When I returned, I noticed that my bed was broken (again).  It was broken when I got there, and it was fixed and broke again in those two hours.  Maybe it wasn't fixed in the first place?!  Maybe they could have checked everything when they knew I was coming?  Maybe they could have written down when I was coming in the first place so I could have not spent 4 nights in another apartment?

The idiot man didn't want to fix my bed because he was leaving for the day.  Sorry sir, but I would like to sleep on my bed that I am paying for tonight.  He tried to fix it without tools.  It broke again.

The idiot woman didn't want to listen to me about the stains on my mattress because she was leaving for the day.  Sorry ma'am but I would like to make my bed that I am paying for tonight so I can sleep in it.

After I made most of the bed I moved onto the packaged blanket given to me by the residence.  I thought it was a duvet, so I went out and bought a duvet today.  I opened it.  It was a sleeping bag.  Like it literally has zippers.  I put it in the duvet cover because why not at this point.  I don't get anywhere trying to explain things so I'll just take the god forsaken thing because no one cares.

Now that I was mad about the blanket, I thought, I'll take a relaxing shower.  I have no hot water.  I pay for my own hot water, so I better have some god forsaken hot water available to me.  Maybe I just need to turn on a switch?  Couldn't some one tell me that?

And if I did have hot water, the shower head is broken anyways so the water comes out in every single direction and you can't put it on the wall.

I'm just done now.  I don't want to be here anymore.  I'd rather live on the street than a residence run by idiots.

I have to go to bed soon because I have class tomorrow.  Not real class because I don't have any of those yet, because why respond to someone who's coming from another country.