Ever wake up from a dream thinking, WTF was that all about?
For some reason I’d decided to take a World History course at ASU. Apparently everything was in place and after receiving all the confirmation emails I arrived on campus on a Tuesday morning for the first class. Why Tuesday? And why morning? Being a working adult, maybe only the first class was in the morning and all the rest were scheduled for the evening?
I realized after getting there that no physical class location was ever specified in the email and there no phone number to contact. I was about a half hour early so I wasn’t too concerned; I figured I could stop by the admin building or student union and someone there would have class schedules and locations and be able to point me on my way.
The information desks at both locations were unstaffed, and after aimlessly wandering around campus and asking random strangers, no one I managed to find knew anything. As time started ticking down to the start of class, I asked myself why I was even bothering with this; what was I hoping to accomplish? It wasn’t part of some program; I had apparently signed up for just a single class. To make matters worse, for some reason I’d called out from work the day before and now I was going to miss a second day…for what?
The last thing I remember before waking up was walking back to my car after deciding to just blow the whole thing off.
I can’t even find any symbolism in this that relates to real-world events.
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