"9:50? I thought you said 9:15. I have a meeting at 10:00. We're going to have to leave a lot sooner."
I headed upstairs, with a little more pep than I had before. While I was brushing my teeth, I realized I hadn't printed out my ticket conformation. With my toothbrush still in my mouth, I rushed downstairs and began loading Gmail on my dad's decade-old computer. Once I pulled up the email, I asked my dad to print it; I haven't used Windows in four years. He said he would, and I ran back up the stairs, doing my best to not make him late to his meeting.
At 8:55, I returned, ready to get in the car. There was only one problem: the computer had frozen and had to be restarted. When it finally powered back up and printed the document at 9:10, I realized we were out of ink.
"Let's just go, Dad. It's fine. I don't really have anymore time to spend. "
He didn't reply and I sat in silence for another five minutes. When we pulled up to 30th St. Station, without a printed confirmation, I was able to show the attendant my handwritten number.
Long story short: don't waste time fussing with an old computer; Megabus doesn't need printed confirmations anyway.
Where do I start? So last week Wednesday my sis, my aunt, and my niece and I went to War-mart to look for something I can’t even remember what is was that we went to buy but anyways that’s not the problem. So we’re at the store and my niece is crying so I give her my purse to play with while she’s in the cart and I’m pushing her and then my aunt comes over and ask me to go to the food mart to get her some cinnamon pretzel. So I took my niece out of the cart and give her to her mom and went to get the pretzel for my aunt. While standing in the line I realize that I didn’t have my purse with me so I asked my aunt and sis if they had it and they both said no. I was like it was in the cart with Camilla they were like its not here. So I left the food mart and went to look in the cart and for real it was gone. I couldn’t believe it, because I was only gone for less than 5 minutes and somehow someone manages to take it with out my sis and aunt seeing him or her. So what I did next was to go to customer service and see if anyone had returned it. When I went and asked the girl there if they found a little pink purse of if someone returned it she looked in the cabinet and said no. I asked if they could check the cameras to see if they can see what happen, she called and then told me to go and stand where everything happen so I did and after some time I came back to her to see what she would say and she said that they didn’t see anything and that was it. I was getting mad because they really didn’t seem to care much. So I decided to go home and call my bank to cancel my cards and I called the police to make a police report. The worst part was when I called they asked me for my info and told me that a officer would contact me within an hour and to this date no one has ever contacted me. I’ve been so stressed because I have my entire life in my purse my visa card, $200; gift cards, social security card, IDs, pictures, receipts, and more and now I have to get everything again. I really hate people that steals.
