Recap: Listen my children and you shall hear

No, not nearly.
Actually, very, very far from "nearly" and made even further by the events of what actually happened, so here's another story for the future records.

It was very dark and I was biking over to Oxford Circle, where I was told the safety training session was scheduled at. It was uneventful aside from the fact that it had rained earlier so A) I was somewhat paranoid about the wet ground and biked VERY carefully B) I was slightly worried about the possibility it raining again later because late night--rain--bike--not fun. And then I got to the place somewhat early, as it is my habit to do, and stood outside for a while studying for bio (yes, I was reading words like "phosphofructokinase" while standing out there) and when the time was about there I entered and asked the girl who worked at the front desk if the safety training's upstairs and she said "Yeah."

Thus I went upstairs, and found all the rooms empty and dark save one, which was a dining room and was also empty. I was the only one upstairs. Naturally I went downstairs again and looked around for anyone who I might marginally recognize who might come to this insane, insane night-time training session. Finding none, I was naturally unsettled and went to the front desk again, and the other girl had left and the manager was standing there so I went up again, just to double check, and asked "The safety training tonight's upstairs, here, right?"

The manager stared at me like I was insane and answered. "There's no safety training here tonight." She looked at her watch, then helpfully added, "We don't schedule training sessions this late here, ever."

This was about the stage where I paused and checked whether the world is insane, or if I am, then upon remembering that both are at the same time anyway and therefore wouldn't be able to be used to formulate a useful hypothesis about the general insanity of what was happening, I explained to the manager that the safety training, I was told, have to be made by appointment at the Human Resource Center, and the nice lady there end up scheduling me for this nighttime session--which she insisted was nighttime and which was why I was scheduled for it because I couldn't make it to the other sessions this week--and now that I'm here and apparently no one else is--what should I do?

Being very helpful, she got through the lines and let me call the manager from MY work place, to attempt to figure out what's happening. The line was busy.
Yay.

Eventually, after waiting a few more minutes (five past ten) just to be sure that yes, something was definitely not right, I ended up biking BACK to Segundo where I worked and talked with the managers there where I found out that yes, I've been given the wrong schedule and could I possibly schedule my training session some other time?

One of the managers, trying to make me feel better, told me of how he was "screwed over by the Human Resource Centre earlier just that day" because he was suppose to cover someone else for interview at three/four, and the place someone ended up scheduling him for two so he got called in the middle of his microecon midterm. It did not make me feel better by much, but I take this as another experience that I can learn something from. I.e. when someone tells you something that doesn't sound right, double check with that person and then with someone else. Paranoia does pay off, apparently, at least in thise sort of circumstances.
Oh and also biking around by yourself randomly, late at night, is not all that exciting. Such a disappointment (ahem).
But I got to sleep before 1am. I'm very happy about that.

Note: Critters attacking marigold are nasty. Have far too many legs. And are fleshy. And the only working way of getting rid of them discovered thus far have been squishing them with the tip of my pencil which is utterly revolting but absolutely necessary.

Note2: Am failing bio quiz because I couldn't remember which side of the equation acetaldehyde goes on. Note to self to study ALL previous investigation activities, and not just the recent ones.

Aside from that: Hope you feel better soon Lucy and I will NOT be kidnapping anyone, even for you, I'm sorry.