But apparently the electricians on this campus are also insane and couldn’t figure out how to work the system they themselves had installed. The fire alarms wouldn’t turn off again and so we weren’t allowed back into the building.

I was outside in the freezing cold in my PJs.

And they turned to us and said, as if it was the most sought after activity, “You can always camp out in reception”.

I have never wanted to punch someone so hard in the face as that moment.

But yeah, thanks university. I didn’t want to find myself in a situation like that but I’m glad you felt it was appropriate to throw it my way anyway. I loved lying on the cold floor by reception with about a dozen other people who were all just as grumpy as I was.

I think I’ll note this under ‘Stumble into fully fledged Saxon battle reenactment’ on the list of weird shit that has happened to me since coming here, and that I never want to experience again.

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