After the speeches, I came into the room and said hi to S. Okay, he tried to let me know that the event was going to be earlier than he'd originally said, but I still am having a bit of a grudge. I ate a couple of quesadillas, had my share of social anxiety -- though I introduced myself to a freshman -- and took off to see if my car had been towed or ticketed. I told S. to think of volunteer work for me to do, and that his first job as president was to get me a parking permit.
That's about it for real life. I would have been there to support my boy and hear his speech if I'd gotten his message about the correct time. He knew I came to the event, anyway. My car was still there when I got out, and unticketed, so that was good.