The Journey

So first off today is my birthday.  Yesterday I went to GosuMike's house with a group of friends and we drank a little bit.  We did Irish Car Bombs which is Guinness, Jameson Whisky, and Baileys.  Its supposed to taste like chocolate milk, but I didn't like it too much.  We also did some shots of whisky and vodka.  Basically I didn't get home till 5 and I pretty much knocked out. 

Here is where my story begins...  At 1:30 PHJ texted saying she needed me to do something for her.  She wanted me to get her a parking pass at Laney Community College so she could park there, walk to bart, and take bart to school (she goes to SF state).  So I agreed and went to pick up Bum to come with me.  We went to College of Alameda because they're part of the same system, its closer and I figured the line would be shorter.  So we went to the cashiers office and it had moved, but we didn't know where.  We walked around the campus and Bum asked a girl where it was.  She said it was in building A, so we walked over to building A and the line wasn't too bad, like 7-8 people.  After waiting for about 15 minutes I asked the cashier, who is this Fat Bitch who's been working there forever, if I could buy a parking pass.  She said I needed a student ID number and couldn't get it without it.  We walked to the library to sign onto my school account to find out my number.  After finding out my number I went back to the cashier which had a line of about 4-5 people.  After waiting 10 minutes, the fat bitch told me I couldn't get it because all my classes were at Laney.

We went to Laney, which luckily is not very far away.  We looked at a directory and it said the cashier's office was in building A.  We walked to building A, but we could only find the library so we asked this immigrant looking mexican dude where the cashier's office was.  He said I think it's in that building on the 4th floor.  We walked over to the building, but all of the doors were locked.  We walked all around it and check every door...  Afterwards we went to the library and asked this woman where the cashiers office was.  She said building A and pointed at the side of the building.  We walked towards it and discovered a long ass line.  We waited in line for about 45 minutes and finally got the damn parking permit.  All in all, the journey took about 2.5 hours....