... your instructor tells you a zillion times during the first two classes that there's no class on September 21 and you stay at work for an extra hour, drive down the DVP during rush hour, spend $5 on parking, get to the college, find the classroom doors locked, and then it hits you ... I'm a moron.
Actually, I'm the chief of morons because now I have to drive home up the DVP during rush hour all the while realizing that there's two wasted hours of life I'll never get back.
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