It was a little thing but truly isn’t that exactly why the saying is “the straw that broke the camels back?” I mean if the big things broke our spirit, it would be the skyscraper that broke the camels back.
I stood up and grabbed by bag and headed over to the registrar’s office. Oh how my feelings had changed from my first day when they calmly signed me up and showed me the enormous computer that would make sure everything was going to be okay.
I stomped past the clerks with their patient smiles. Yes stomped because I am done playing mrs nice gal. I stomped and banged on the door. Yes banged. Come on you know the drill.
Bang bang bang.
The registrar opened the door calmly and gave me a smile.
“Hey registrar! I did not sign up for this.” I purposely dragged out “registrar” and added a contemptuous inflection. Everyone does that these days and I mean business.
God she was patient. So patient. Angels are like that. It’s infuriating.
“Let’s pull up your enrollment file. Mistakes are rare but I would never want to say they are impossible.”
She gestured into the air and typed my name and birthdate in.
Soft lights surrounded us like fireflies as the computer analyzed my enrollment record. Soft bells and chimes filled the room as she printed out my file.
Damn why did everything have to be so soothing and pleasant in this place. I could feel my anger slipping away.
She pulled a chair close.
“There we go.” She said and she pointed to a class. “See, this is exactly what you signed up for”.
Inspired by the daily prompt: enroll