The train trip back was far better than the train trip down. Mainly because I actually managed to get some sleep. Of course, the douchebag sitting behind me felt the need to slam the tray into my seat repeatedly at 4am, but whatever. I'll take what I can get.
On that note, I'm just curious: would anyone be up to a cross-country train trip? We could hop on Amtrak in Chicago (or wherever's most convenient), go somewhere interesting (I'm thinking Montreal, Quebec City, Seattle, NYC, Florida - I don't care, somewhere), and visit the sites. It would be amazing, and, best of all: cheap. Let me know.
My grandmother is getting to the point where she is just going to give up with doctors if they don't do something ASAP. Considering how her blood transfusion the other day took from 8am-12am, I'm somehow not surprised.
So my father told me I got my CBC back last Thursday, while I was in West Virginia. As it was my last bit of paperwork to finish up, I celebrated, let my recruiter know, yada yada.
Well, I got home today and decided to open it up. Turns out they didn't apostille it. Why? Because the notary public who notarized it didn't sign it with his middle initial. So instead of "John E. Smith" he signed "John Smith." I have been screwed over by the letter "E." WHAT?!?!
Furious, I went to the currency exchange, told the woman there what happened, and she said that they'd been told the same thing. She re-notarized by CBC for free. Of course, one of her stamps was slightly off, so she handwrote in the correction (she changed it to "Cook County" from "Dupage County"). I'm going to mail it back tomorrow and hopefully the assholes will accept it. I'm just so sick of this whole thing. Why does this have to happen to me? WHY? I KNEW it was too good to be true. I KNEW IT.
Oh, and on the letter the sent back, they also wrote that I needed to include my phone number. Here's a little tip for ya: if your website doesn't say "write down your phone number," I'm not going to write down my phone number.
Since I'll be waiting another two weeks or so for my apostilled CBC to get back, and another four weeks or so for my visa, I think I may go ahead and sign up for the TEFL class in Chicago. I'll have the time.
So yeah, needless to say, I'm furious and tired and in a bad mood and I'm trying to figure out how to use my external hard drive. I've got too much porn to lose now. (I'm joking. Sorta.)