JUST BECAUSE I DIDN'T ENJOY CONTRACT LAW THAT DOESN'T MEAN THAT YOU CAN PULL AN EXCLUSION CLAUSE ON MY ASS
After dad’s cave- man behaviour the entire night I was not, eh, quite as positive as I usually am. In fact, I have a feeling that most people on the transfer bus hate me with a passion.
But, seriously:
1. They wanted everyone on the bus to fill in LONG evaluation on the bus. We’re about 40 people on each bus but when I ask if they have any pens not only don’t they have any, but the girl looks at me as if I’m an idiot for not bringing a pen on my vacation. I wanna say that for once in my life I’m excited that I don’t have to bring pens, papers and books, but decide to settle for being a total drama queen, put my sunglasses on, sigh in despair and say something like ”nobody’s life can be worse than mine right now. Seriously, NO PEN??? F*ck my life!!!”
2. At the hotel reception, they want me to sign three papers in Italian. They don’t explain what I’m signing and why. When I ask what it is, the girl says ”your signature is a confirmation that you’ve received information about what it says on these papers (point at other papers I’ve never seen). I say that well, I haven’t received that information so I can’t sign. (My sister starts to look uncomfortable as she knows what’s coming). As I ask what the information IS, the girl looks shocked, and it turns out that she has to ask 2 other people to find out what the information that she’s supposed to give me is. Then I’m told that ”oh, it’s just all this small text on these papers but it isn’t really important.” As a true former law- student I piss everyone else off by insisting on reading ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING. Italian people trying to pull exclusion clauses on my ass??? I don’t think so!
3. Temporary low- down when we’re mistakenly told that there’s no gym. Everyone except for dad panics and want to go home. Dad's super- happy.