I can't make myself eat another bite of the greasy pasta that so far has been my life line.
I can't get ahold of any one from the conference to get help.
I went down to the front desk to ask if they could possibly help me (I tried calling but no one would answer).
They said they couldn't and I started crying. Which got me a banana and a muffin.
This royally sucks.
If I EVER see someone sick or in need I will do everything in my power to help them. And if they start crying? I will do even more than what they ask.
I can't wait to get home. I may still be all sick and stuff there but at least I'll have my wheels to take my pitiful self to a grocery store if I need things. Instead of relying on people who look at me like I'm nuts when I ask for help.
**the front desk just called me and they are going to get me some medicine and I'll reimburse them. I guess crying did the trick although I am completely mortified thinking about it.
So Much to Love
Always On My Mind
4 comments:
Do you want me to fly down and get you? I totally will... I'm sorry you're sick.
i will totally fly down too.
i don't know you
but i'll do it!
hahaha
I don't get people unwilling to help other people out!! That makes me mad... Harumph!
~Maura
thank you friends (and new friends!)
I leave at 5 on a flight to home sweet home. I was originally supposed to be here 'till saturday, boy am I glad I had them fly me out sooner...I had no idea it would be necessary for survival at the time! I just didn't want to be gone for so long
it is good to know there are nice, helpful, kind people somewhere in the world! even if I haven't been able to find any here!
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