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Reporting From Hell
12 years ago
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I mean..
Vacation.
I'm in Hilton Head right now, miles away from home, and you would think this would be a good thing, right? Beaches, Relaxation, A change of scenery, Fun shops and outlets, Peace, Freedom-
NNNOPE.
Although that's what I thought too at first.
Instead, it's twenty, TWENTY family members packed into one three bedroom beachhouse. Some of which who don't speak english; so it's pretty..crowded. It was only supposed to be about ten, but the daughter of the guy who owns the house (my Aunt) didn't want the possibility of anyone else having fun here without her and her spoiled rich kids, so they barreled it down here and instead of being gracious hosts, claimed the beds, and left the rest of us to sleep either on the floor in the main living area- or outside on the porch.
I SHIT YOU NOT.
I bunked with palmetto bugs, mosquitoes, and earwigs last night. And got a nice wakeup call from the tropical storm that rolled over this morning and rained me up and back into the house. Given that there is NO ROOM here, any time I am on my laptop, I generally have at least one to two people looking over my shoulder at what I'm doing.
Which,
To my sheltered, sensitive family,
Means no furaffinity. Moreso, no chances to work on the commissions I have listed until I'm out of this miserable excuse of a vacation. I may have no qualms with D's and
Yep.
Here's a drunk cousin wanting to read over my shoulder.
LONG STORY SHORT GUYS,
We're leaving tomorrow to another hotel, so hopefully that means I'll start commissions Sunday. Thank you all so much for yer patience and stuff you guys are the best like seriously iluall<333
EDIT: It's 4:33 in the afternoon, and as of right now we are still stuck in Hilton Head. I just..words cannot express the rage. The AC has been broken since yesterday afternoon, so it's hot as balls. Seeing as I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, I didn't sleep last night so I could pack everyone's stuff, clean, and get ready to hit Savannah early in the morning. Push come to shove guys I STAYED UP UNTIL THREE waiting for my other Aunt to be ready,
Because like-
Ok guys, hold onto your butts.
My bitch Aunt wants to take everyone shopping at the outlets (no sorry, wait- she wants to take the cousins that live in Spain now to show off her money to them. I'll be damned if she wanted to spend a cent on me or the 'poor family'.) she's out shopping while I'm stuck here (can't really walk to any food places, nothing is close) I haven't eaten in about 22 hours, because Rich Aunt took all the food my grandmother bought and (no kidding) threw it out on the street because she didn't want it and could 'pay for everyone and then some.) Now she's off buying clothes and I'm debating eating mustard out of the bottle to go with my tap water. I feel ridiculous writing this, because it sounds so miserably unbelievable AND LIKE THAT'S JUST, exactly what it is.
Now I'm waiting on my grandma to get back from leaving without me to Savannah, so we can get there, do absolutely nothing, then leave the next day. Sort of like being given food and being told you can't eat it because circumstances won't allow for it. All I wanted out of this shitstorm was as much time in Savannah as possible. Was supposed to leave at ten so I could be dropped off with my cousin and we could walk the city instead of baking in this hot house with no food; but of course, for whatever reason, no one was ready to go until I was asleep.
Got a call and it's going to be at least six before they get here to get the rest of us. Which they say is unavoidable but I can't help but want to argue that it was 100% avoidable; if my other aunt had gotten up at ten, gone with us to the airport to pick up the rental car for her group, we would have been able to spend the day in Savannah, they wouldn't be in traffic, I just..
I JUUUUSSSTTTT.
/RageQuit
l2edPanda,
OUT
Vacation.
I'm in Hilton Head right now, miles away from home, and you would think this would be a good thing, right? Beaches, Relaxation, A change of scenery, Fun shops and outlets, Peace, Freedom-
NNNOPE.
Although that's what I thought too at first.
Instead, it's twenty, TWENTY family members packed into one three bedroom beachhouse. Some of which who don't speak english; so it's pretty..crowded. It was only supposed to be about ten, but the daughter of the guy who owns the house (my Aunt) didn't want the possibility of anyone else having fun here without her and her spoiled rich kids, so they barreled it down here and instead of being gracious hosts, claimed the beds, and left the rest of us to sleep either on the floor in the main living area- or outside on the porch.
I SHIT YOU NOT.
I bunked with palmetto bugs, mosquitoes, and earwigs last night. And got a nice wakeup call from the tropical storm that rolled over this morning and rained me up and back into the house. Given that there is NO ROOM here, any time I am on my laptop, I generally have at least one to two people looking over my shoulder at what I'm doing.
Which,
To my sheltered, sensitive family,
Means no furaffinity. Moreso, no chances to work on the commissions I have listed until I'm out of this miserable excuse of a vacation. I may have no qualms with D's and
Yep.
Here's a drunk cousin wanting to read over my shoulder.
LONG STORY SHORT GUYS,
We're leaving tomorrow to another hotel, so hopefully that means I'll start commissions Sunday. Thank you all so much for yer patience and stuff you guys are the best like seriously iluall<333
EDIT: It's 4:33 in the afternoon, and as of right now we are still stuck in Hilton Head. I just..words cannot express the rage. The AC has been broken since yesterday afternoon, so it's hot as balls. Seeing as I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, I didn't sleep last night so I could pack everyone's stuff, clean, and get ready to hit Savannah early in the morning. Push come to shove guys I STAYED UP UNTIL THREE waiting for my other Aunt to be ready,
Because like-
Ok guys, hold onto your butts.
My bitch Aunt wants to take everyone shopping at the outlets (no sorry, wait- she wants to take the cousins that live in Spain now to show off her money to them. I'll be damned if she wanted to spend a cent on me or the 'poor family'.) she's out shopping while I'm stuck here (can't really walk to any food places, nothing is close) I haven't eaten in about 22 hours, because Rich Aunt took all the food my grandmother bought and (no kidding) threw it out on the street because she didn't want it and could 'pay for everyone and then some.) Now she's off buying clothes and I'm debating eating mustard out of the bottle to go with my tap water. I feel ridiculous writing this, because it sounds so miserably unbelievable AND LIKE THAT'S JUST, exactly what it is.
Now I'm waiting on my grandma to get back from leaving without me to Savannah, so we can get there, do absolutely nothing, then leave the next day. Sort of like being given food and being told you can't eat it because circumstances won't allow for it. All I wanted out of this shitstorm was as much time in Savannah as possible. Was supposed to leave at ten so I could be dropped off with my cousin and we could walk the city instead of baking in this hot house with no food; but of course, for whatever reason, no one was ready to go until I was asleep.
Got a call and it's going to be at least six before they get here to get the rest of us. Which they say is unavoidable but I can't help but want to argue that it was 100% avoidable; if my other aunt had gotten up at ten, gone with us to the airport to pick up the rental car for her group, we would have been able to spend the day in Savannah, they wouldn't be in traffic, I just..
I JUUUUSSSTTTT.
/RageQuit
l2edPanda,
OUT
I would have booted someone out of bed. And hell be damned if they dared to try moving me then.