ECMA Day 1-The day from hell

Okay so the first thing annoying thing to start off our wonderful day was the fact that we had to pack all our shit up and move it to a new hotel, we packed waaayyy too much to be dragging that around up and down three floors, Thank god for the valet service at the new hotel. Then we decided to head out to the Halifax shopping Centre to figure out where the effin place was so that we could cover a performance out there and the effin lady at the hotel gave us wrong directions and we almost ended up at the bridge to Dartmouth. And to round off our morning, Heather went downtown to take out money at CIBC to help pay for the hotel and like the retards that we are we walked right past it and went into the Scotia Square and walked in a complete circle on the effin pedways to get to the bank, and only when we reached the bank did we notice that the car was parked right outside the window, grrr. And then she couldn't get the money out and had to call her parents, call the company, and go into the teller to find out that she had to go to a different bank, what a mess. So we just said eff-it and went to the hotel. So, we get to the new hotel and heaven forbid there would be parking and make it easy on us. So we go into this pay to park place and I get out and have to go to this machine which i can't figure out to pay for the parking. We walk across to the hotel and find out that, apparently they have valet parking underneath the hotel, so I payed 2.50 for parking we didn't even need and when we drive out of the parking place to take the car to the hotel, you didn't even need to pay cause the effin arm went up as soon as we got close, so i really payed for nothing, soo mad. And as soon as we walk back into the hotel with our stress levels are maxed there is our boss sitting in the lobby, what fun. So we get into our amazing rooms and go to visit Grant to see what the hell we have to start to cover and we get our assignments, everything is cool. Until we get to the venue and realize that the brochure of events says it's at the hotel across the street, so out in the cold we go again, to find out that no really it's at the hotel we were just at, so again across the street in the effin cold and wind. And who else would be there when we arrive but Lennie Freakin Gallant, He's everywhere!!!!!! So after this event we go to pick up our shitty delegates bags and I almost punch out the stupid effin volunteers cause they don't listen to what i tell them, but we do get our bags and passes. And the assholes of the event committee give us "volunteer" passes that say official event photographer, wtf??!!! Doesn't make any sense, we should have all access passes, can't wait for someone to deny us entrance to an event, I'll just knock them out. And everyone is shunnning us for them. Plus I lost my hotel key, on the first friggin day!!!!! We come back to the hotel and get that sorted out and then go to grants room again to download images but instead we find a note on the door that say " Heather+Eryn We are downstairs @ east Side Marios" the assholes went to eat without us!! And when we get down there instead of asking if we want to eat something Grant sends us out to some venue to shoot. and by the time we get there it's almost over!! So we come back and go down to get soemthing to eat ourselves and come to find out, heather's card no longer works so we have no money, ugh. So grant paid for supper even though he doesn't know yet......we charged it to the room,lol. And so we get ready and head out to our second event which Grant told us was at the Seahorse Tavern @7, soo we walked up four blocks in the wind, got hit on twice by an old creepy street man, and the event wasn't even there, it at the Tribeca tonight @9. So on our way back to the hotel we stopped at the Tribeca to make sure it was there. And SO FAR, great enphasis there, that is our tale of unfortunate events today. The only redeeming part of the day was when we were coming back across the pedway ffrom the Delta Barrington, the bass player of Two Hours Traffic, Andrew?, actually acknowleged us and said hello, the one nice person of our day. So thank you Andrew, cause otherwise we would be hiding out in our hotel room wanting to go home right now. To be continued.............PIRATES!!!!!