But it wouldn't be me if there wasn't a or two involved story involved
Story 1-Car trouble
I get to Jefferson city after a 5 1/2 hour drive, of which I only spent like 2 hours of it in panic, then I just sang along to my ipod :) Anyway, I get to Jefferson City and check into a really bad hotel, which consequently is where I'm suppose to take the exam. So I check in, only to find out that I'm in a separate building from where the exam actually is. Mind you, I think the whole point of staying at the hotel where the bar is is to be in the same building as the bar exam. Evidently I was wrong. But I digress. After I check in, I go back out to my car to drive over to my hotel room and I see fluid running out from under my car...this is the point where I start thinking, and saying "SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!" So I drive the car over to my room and it makes squealing noises the whole way, call my dad and tell him what happened.
He laughs at me. Evidently my panic is amusing at times*. So he tells me to call road side assistance, I do and they come out to look at the car. As I'm talking to them they keep asking me what the color of the liquid is, which of course I can't get to so I can't tell what color it is on the black top. Then a tow truck comes out and the driver, named Jim who is a kindly older gentleman hops down to come look at the car. Mind you, he comes in a big red and yellow truck that takes up the entire parking lot, meaning that everyone at the hotel, who consequently are also taking the bar, is looking out their window thinking "Oh my god, I'm so glad I'm not that girl".
Jim goes up to the car and at this point the fluid had gotten to the point where you could reach it, so he runs his finger through it. Looks at it. Looks at me. And says "Its water".....and I want to die of embarrassment, it was condensation off the damn air conditioner! And of course, as soon as Jim gets in the car and drives it around, the squealing noise stops. So not only do I look stupid, now I also look like I'm hallucinating.
Jim, being the kindly older gentleman that he is, gives me the card to a shop in town and tells me to get it looked at before I leave town because "there MAY be something wrong with one of the belts". Poor Jim was trying to give me an out and make me feel less stupid. And then Jim goes to leave, pats me on the shoulder and says "Good luck". Even my tow truck friend pitied me!
Don't worry it turns out that my car was just fine, although I didn't have it looked at before I left town... I made it back to Kansas City after the exam and that was good enough for me.
Story 2-Computer trouble
Of course, my computer has been just fine all year and it decides to freak out the day of the essay portion of the bar exam. The first part went fine, then I tried to get it into exam mode for the second part, necessitating it shutting down, and my computer decides it wants to install FIFTY-ONE updates! Keep in mind that I had 10 minutes at this point to get my computer into exam mode before they were going to make me handwrite it. And you guys have seen my handwriting, you know how badly this would go. I take the computer up to the tech support people who try to help me work it out. They tell me to shut down the computer and let it reboot. I do that, and partway through its start up, it shuts down randomly! This again is the point in the day where I think "SHIT SHIT SHIT!" and everyone in the room is thinking "Oh my god, I'm so glad I'm not that girl". But alas, the computer finally starts to behave and I can take the MPT on the computer.
And repeat that story for the afternoon session. If I didn't need my computer so much that day I would have thrown it across the room.
Both stories turned out well thankfully, but needless to say I was really mad at my electronics and mechanical devices this week.
Congrats to everyone on being done!!!
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