Cake Decorating Disappointment

So last night I bust my butt to get out of work (scheduled out 5:45, finally got out of there close to 6:00 after cleaning up, clocking out, changing clothes) to get to my cake decorating class on time (started at 6:30 -- across town). Shove a granola bar down my throat on the way to Michael's, get there on time, find the classroom and have a seat. Pretty soon Angela (who's taking the class too) starts joking "15 minute rule" and other non-sense. 6:45ish a manager/supervisor person comes to the classroom, looks in and asks "Do you have an instructor?" She calls the instructor, and/or back-up instructor -- not really sure which, or both, or what -- and finds out that there was some kind of family emergency thing, and the back up didn't know she was to teach the class and had no cakes or frosting ready ... so, no class. Angela and I ended up going out for dinner, and while messing around afterwards I get a phone call from some number I don't know. Answer it, figuring wrong number, and it's our instructor. Her daughter had heart surgery, so she kind of forgot about having a class to teach -- umm, yeah, I can understand how that would happen. Basically, no cake class this week, get it next week instead. I'm bummed, and feel like crap that I'm bummed when there was major surgery as the reason she couldn't be there.

Oh, and I had access to boxes yesterday at work, stashed them in another teacher's room ... and forgot about them when I left. I'm kind of hoping housekeeping threw them away last night, so I don't feel like a complete idiot when I go in. Still no word on when we're moving ... drove past it last night and the people moving out still have a table & chairs on the balcony, and the grill (big gas grill) was on the porch, with some antler things sitting on top. Really disappointing day.