The Saddest Thing

[Edit] DISCLAIMER: this post is not actually sad. Just disappointing.


I think I just did one of the saddest things ever. In fact, it makes me so incredibly sad that I have to share it with y'all so I can have your sympathies.

I decided I wanted to read a particular book in order to write a paper on it and another book for one of my classes. In fact, I was so inspired by this that as soon as I got home from the city today, I wanted to go to the library and get it. The thing was, I also had a pounding headache so I took advil and went to sleep for about twenty minutes or so.

When I got up and went downstairs, I told my mom I was going to the library. She said the library where I live closes at five on fridays and it was about ten after five at the time. So then I decided to go to the library that is nearish where I live (though I had never been there before). I looked it up online, saw it closes at six, and was all excited to go. My sister, when she heard I was going to the library, asked me to take out two books for her, too.

I left the house at 5:30. It should have taken me about ten minutes to get to the library. I drove and drove and drove and realized, hmmm, I think I missed the street. I drove a bit more just to make sure, decided I really had missed the street, and found another street to turn down so I could turn around and go the other way. Mind you, the main street I was driving on was extremely busy with two lanes going either way. So finally I managed to turn around but now I was coming from the opposite direction and that threw me off. So I missed the street again. So I had to turn around a second time and come back and finally I turned down the right street. I parked. I got out of the car. I ran to the library. I went to open the doors.

They were locked.

I looked at my watch.

It was six o'clock.

No book for me, no books for my sister, half an hour of driving around for nothing.

POUR ON YOUR SYMPATHY.