The Adventures, Mishaps and Musings of Me

Text message received at 5:30pm:  Hey Vice Chief, I'm really sick so can't make it to the student union board meeting, could you please go on my behalf?  It's tonight at 6pm.

*checks watch, checks message, checks watch*

Self:  I'm just about to cook dinner and read that chapter on Macroeconomics I should have read three weeks ago; the last thing I want to be doing is going out in the dark, cold and wet in order to spend two hours arguing noisily in the SU in a meeting of which I don't even know what is to be discussed.

But, on the other hand...

If I don't go on exchange next year, and instead stay in Italy then I definately want to have the position of Chief Editor of the student magazine... something that should be handed to me when the Chief steps down at the end of this year...   Still, that's not an absoloute given, and it definately wouldn't be a good look out as Vice Chief to refuse to attend a meeting...  Besides, it would allow me to talk to the very, very top of the SU... getting on the good side of the SU President would definately be a plus...

Text message sent at 5:31pm:  Of course.  What room is it?