Pfft. Life sucketh.
Today was the last day of golf, and it was supposed to be the best day where they give you shirts, cake, a big goodbye session, and we actually hit the green and play a game of golf.
I was getting ready to leave the house when I can't find an umbrella, but I'm running late so I'm like, screw it, and leave and it's POURING BY THE BUCKETLOADS and it's just like.... POURING. Like, God had a huge pail the size of Greenland, and tipped it over on Korea. So I was running toward the station and I find shelter under the building and then I make a run for it to be stopped by a freaken stoplight, and I see this police officer guarding the base, and he's got an umbrella.
SELF: Hello, *ducks under cop's umbrella*
COP: *swerves around strange girl*
SELF: I'm gonna go under your umbrella really quick.
COP'S BOSS: What's going on over there?
COP: This girl wants my umbrella.
COPS BOSS: *turns around*
SELF: This is really awkward. *cough*
COP'S BOSS: *comes over from the other side of the street* Are you waiting for someone?
(By this time I'm praying to God to turn the light green so I can GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE)
SELF: Oh, no. *SPRINTS AWAY AS THE LIGHT FINALLY TURNS GREEN*
So it was really awkward, I missed the bus, my mom picked me up, and that brings us to now.
I MISSED MY FINAL DAY OF GOLF.
Maybe I shouldn't have conversed with that cop.
im secretly proud of you
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