See how I’m out having fun…

Oh, no, hang on a minute. 45 minutes stood outside a comedy club by myself isn’t fun. Yes, that’s right, it’s annoying… *sighs*. I know university societies are disorganised, and I know I’ve got no mobile, but couldn’t *someone* have considered telling me by means, perhaps, of finding me stood outside the club; and said ‘hey, Kate, we’re not going to Jongleurs tonight afterall, we’re doing something else…’

Or could they perhaps have answered their mobile when I rang?

Aparently not.

Now I’m in a pissy mood because I’ve wasted enough of my evening that I don’t really feel like doing anything much else.