Sunday, January 17, 2010

Day 8- day 2 of plague

So. I have finally officially decided upon something I do not like about London. I'm not sure if this is everywhere in Europe, or just in Britain, or in London specifically, but they really like their doorknobs. Pretty, intricate, simple, whatever. The problem?

They don't effing TURN.

They just sit there, in usual doorknob places, or a bit lower, or in the very center of a freaking door going "look at me, something familiar! NOT!" They're just pretty (or in our case, absurdly boring and essentially worthless) outer door shiny bits to draw attention from the old white wooden door. I managed to lock myself out today by shutting my door. Unbolted, unlocked...I couldn't get in because I didn't have my key to use as a lever to open the little thing (you know, the one that opens when you, oh, say, turn unlocked doorknobs?)

I was locked out, without really being locked out. Thankfully, the receptionist downstairs took a look at my slightly (probably) fevered face, my dirty pajama pants and t-shirt, my half lidded pale freaking face and overabundance of sniffles and my half-slurred speech and not only let me use the spare key for free, she also recommended what I should put in a cup of tea (honey and stuff that I didnt have) and asked if I had seen a doctor.

If pity looks get me back into my room without a huge fee, then fine, I'll take them. The floor gets charged $300 if there's any kind of mess in the kitchen- a few dishes in the sink, clean stuff left out accidentally, etc. Four floors [thankfully not mine] are already getting warning emails. I'm pretty sure in our orientation they also mentioned a $100 fine for getting locked out, and worse if you lose your key [they apparently have to re-key the entire floor/building if that happens] Can you see why I was glad she pitied me?

Otherwise today has been rather like yesterday, but going by faster. My nose is still running and I think the sickness is moving into my chest, so I'm pretty much inhaling green tea in my attempts to thwart bronchitis. I've even broken down and tried Emergen-C for the first time in my life. (On a semi-unrelated note, I just sneezed out a huge glob of ick in the shape of a heart. I'm not sure if that means my body loves me, the sickness loves me, or that delirious for attempting briefly to figure it out.)

Bfast was a hot cross bun with peanut butter (I've dug a hole in the glass jar of nut paste...I don't think I've gone through pb this quickly before) and for lunch was "creamed chicken" soup with leftover rice. I ate two serving sizes in my attempts to stall while waiting for my key.

Okay, so I forgot that doorknobs didn't turn, and shut the door while thinking about grabbing my key followed by an oh shiz moment. My bad, I'm an idiot, lets not dwell on that. So while I was under the impression that it cost waaaaaaay too much to get a key, I decided that I would continue, make my soup, eat it, then clean my dishes. If nobody came in the floor by that point (my roommate has a phone that connects to skype- theoretically I just needed a laptop with skype and I could log into my account to call her and be like "hey, so let me in for free por favor?") then I would just break down and pay the fee and go back to bed. Noelle came in halfway through my second bowl of soup, and was awesome and let me use her iTouch to call Rachel (those things are weeeeeeird! Hopefully I didn't cost her extra because I didn't know how to log out...) but after calling twice and texting once, I decided it was time for a nap and so I gave up and went downstairs and you know that part of the story.

Safe to say i am now back in my room with a mug of warm water (I think the tea leaves have used up all they had) and a mug of moderately room temperature emergen-C (still not sure I like it!) and I am going back to my silly computer games.

Games of the day:
Quilox (Mindjolt games.com)
Bow Master (Miniclip games.com)
Ice Breaker (Miniclip games.com)
Tetris (freetetris.org)

3 comments:

  1. I hope you're feeling better soon, dahling! Europe needs to figure out doorknobs.

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  2. sorry you're icky....
    have you tried taking your dayquills?

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  3. Feel better Kelcaz!
    I had fun times in Germany with doors, because a) their doorknobs are FREAKING HIGH UP. Once I got used to that I came back to America and couldn't open a door to save my life. Also, they open backwards. Pull to enter a building, push to go out. WTF, Germany.

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