The Universe Hates Me: Installment 1

So, this series is kind of inspired by fmylife.com, but this kind of stuff keeps happening to me.

Last week, I had a paper due. Unfortunately, the battery of my computer had lost the ability to recharge, so my computer was about to die. Because of this, I was working in the computer lab of my building. I finished my paper and it came time to print. I rush upstairs to my room ("rush" because the paper was due in an hour), planning to quickly turn on my computer and use its last surge of power to print my paper off. To my dismay, I discover that our printer is out of paper. I run to a friend's room (Friend A, from now on) and she gives me a couple sheets of paper. I dash back to my room, fire up the computer and begin printing. If I haven't mentioned it already, my printer is evil. As such, it promptly mangles both pieces of borrowed paper.

Sighing resignedly, I go back to Friend A and ask if I can borrow both her computer (as mine has officially died) and her printer. She obliges and I begin to print. The printer produces one normal page before the words on the page begin to get steadily lighter and lighter. It has run out of ink. Unfortunately, Friend A does not have a replacement ink cartridge. 

I say, "Hey, no problem, I'll just go use the printer in the computer lab." The printer in the lab costs money, but I'm willing to pay for the convenience of having a paper to turn in in thirty minutes. When I get down there, I learn that you can only pay for printing using money stored in your ID card. I don't have any money on my ID card. Luckily for me, there is a kiosk in the lobby I can use to put money on my card. I run upstairs and grab my wallet. I run back downstairs and discover that the machine only takes ones. I don't have any ones. I run upstairs to ask my roommates, but none of them have singles either. I fight the urge to curl into the fetal position.

I enter Friend B's room and am able to use both her computer and her printer. I successfully print out my paper and feel forever indebted to Friend B. I spoke to Friend A later that day and she informed me that her printer was not, in fact, out of ink at all. It was printing smoothly again, even though she hadn't replaced the ink. Overall, this was a stunning example of the universe plotting against me. At least I got a good cardio workout in the process.