In case there was ANY doubt remaining as to the validity of my earlier assertion that I have some of the worst luck of anyone I know (refer to post 12.13.05), allow me to submit into evidence the following:It turns out I have been waitlisted (I didn't even know this was a possibility) for the masters program. On January 3rd, they will announce who from the waitlist (if anyone) will have a spot in the program. They have also decided that the program will commence at the end of February rather than the beginning. This means that, were I to be chosen for the program via the waitlist, I would not leave until early February to complete the language training in Florence.
Now, this evidence of my penchant for misfortune is fourfold:
(1) I already gave my boss my two weeks' notice and began my exit interview today.
(2) I had announced to friends and co-workers that I was leaving and my farewell dinner was scheduled for tomorrow night with reservations at my favorite St. Louis restaurant.
(3) My cell phone contract will automatically end on the 1st of January in part because since I knew I was leaving anyway, I finally got bold enough with Sprint to tell them what I really think of them.
(4) Ironically enough, I just sold my only car {post 12.15.05}
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