Low point: lying on the floor of a laundromat.
Situation: I was really hungry and really tired and really locked out of my apartment. I had to find a spot to wait an hour until the woman at the desk was done with her lunch so I could borrow the master key.
The bit of redemption is that a nice girl sitting on a dryer told me to come to her apartment and eat cereal while I waited. So I did. She is nice, unlike the desk lady.
The sad but not funny part of this story is that i have no idea where my key is and a replacement is 10 Euros. I have a few choice words that I would like to say to the Euro.
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