My foray into the UC to YBU

For my job, I get to hang out with attorneys, supreme court justices, and the deans of the law schools. Well, not really. But kinda. I had a meeting today with the Dean of the YBU law school for my job.

I don't like travelling into the UC as I always seem to get lost. I've only been to YBU a few times and have never paid attention so I don't remember how to get there. I thought that if I printed out directions and a map, I'd be able to make it there okay.

I didn't. I ended up driving to the northern most part of campus then circling back down to the law school. I felt like swearing as soon as I got out of my car, not out of frustration, but because that's just something I like to do when on that campus. (Hence, another reason as to why I could never attend that school in any way, shape, or form). I think my record is saying 10 swear words in a row at once.

I also almost wore a skirt-suit to my appointment but since none of my skirts meet the standard, I thought that maybe not be the "best" thing to do.

Unfortunately, I missed the protests. I was kinda bummed by that; I certainly would have participated in the anti-VP one in my button down and khakis. I totally would have fit in with the other returned sister missionaries.