So I’m in a foreign country right?
My feet are absolutely killing me from walking all day, I’m dying from the heat and bathed in my sweat (that sounds so disgusting) and then my mom puts in the wrong directions and we accidentally walk thirty minutes in the wrong direction. At this point I want to go back to the apartment we’re staying in where my brother is. But my mom NEEDS this drink. So I check the time, then realize qualifying started. At this point I’m ready to cry. We decide to go get the drink and at this point I’m nonverbal. Then I stain my white dress with chocolate. I’m two seconds away from bursting into tears and then my mom decides to walk for twenty more minutes to see if a museum has tickets(in the opposite direction of the apartment) I’m trying to pull up quali on my phone but it’s not loading, then my mom decides to make a joke and says
Who killed Medusa? Percy Jackson right?
At this point my eyes are watering and I’m ready to burst into tears. Then she starts asking why I can’t log in on my phone and asking me for my login.
IM STILL NONVERBAL THOUGH so I literally almost scream
Then finally we decide to start the thirty minute walk back to the apartment and my mom pull up the quali results so far, and I see Oscar’s P2 I then started crying because he hasn’t done very well recently and now he’s doing good and I’m missing it. So we’re walking back and I’m looking into every shop to see if they have it on. We pass by this restaurant and it’s on the tv. I literally stop my mom and my cousin leave me behind, and I stand outside for five minutes waiting for Q3 to start. The the sweetest waitress comes out and asks me if I like F1 at this point I’ve calmed down and can answer her
She says she also like F1 and tells me I can sit inside and watch it if I want
I then sit inside and watch all of Q3. That waitress literally made my day and I’m so thankful for her cause I was about to have a meltdown. I am now going to watch the race there tomorrow.