Jennifer saw Gina sitting at table with her forehead resting on her arms, swaying gently from side to side. As she got closer she could hear a slight groaning and Gina began lifting her head a few inches and letting it fall back onto her crossed arms. Dropping her backpack to the ground, Jennifer slid into a chair across from Gina.
“Been waiting long? Did you already eat?”
Gina just shook her head, still resting on her arms.
“Can I get you anything?”
Another head shake, this time with a small groan.
“Are you feeling okay?”
“You’re asking me if I’m sick?” Gina mumbled.
“Physically, I’m fine. I’m just… embarrassed, humiliated, having the worst day ever.”
“It’s the first day of classes. You go to class, read through the syllabus and do some of those stupid getting to know you exercises that are absurd because all the students know each other already and the professors don’t pay attention anyway. They just do it to kill time so they don’t have to prepare a full lesson. How bad can it be?” Jennifer’s skepticism got Gina to look up and prop her chin on her arms.
“It’s bad. Awful really.”
“You need cheering up?”
“I don’t think you can say anything that will make it better.”
“Come on, give me some credit.” Jennifer smiled but Gina’s expression remained unconvinced.
“You underestimate the steaming pile of shit that’s been my day.”
“Okay, you think you’re having a bad day…”
“No, I don’t think. I know. I know I’ve been having a bad day,” Gina interrupted.
“Well, Tory’s boyfriend Al was talking about some poor kid in his class earlier today who was having a worse day. It was some kind of lab practical with the setups. You know, all the tubes, beakers, flasks, and the clamps holding things up. Anyway, everything was already set up for whatever they were doing. Don’t know what kind of professor would have that kind of lab on the first day. Actually… wait. No, it wasn’t for their class. The lab was for a class later this afternoon. So, they’re taking notes and the professor is lecturing and I guess this kid in class dropped their pen. Of course, everyone hears it but ignores it. So they’re trying to get it back, reach the pen. I guess they bumped the lab bench or something but the whole elaborate setup starts crashing down. Everything broke. Well, almost. Apparently they managed to grab a piece in each hand as it was going down. Don’t really know what happened after that. I guess it would be hard to regain control of the class after that. Not to mention cleaning up the mess. You can’t be having a worse day than that poor kid,” Jennifer said putting her backpack under the table and getting ready to get some lunch.
“Actually, my day is exactly that bad,” Gina said with a small nod.
Jennifer raised her eyebrows. “Oh. Um… oh.”