My Experience at the MoMA

Behold, ny misery!Behold!

Despite what I found to be the worst day of my life, my trip to the Museum was the least of my troubles. Sure, “the garden” was closed and I was unable to enjoy the air outside, but y’know, I managed to relax at the theater room; which, lemme tell you, was freezing. Heck, I was regretting leaving my button-up in my bag. Originally my intention was to only take a picture and somehow bluff through this assignment, but I thought I’d better get my money’s worth. Oh how dreadful the net cost of $0.00 was (sarcasm). Anyhow, I scavanged through what little “pieces of art” they had. I went up and down the escalator looking like a tourist. Though, it wasn’t really THAT embarrassing. Was I bored? Yes. Oh right, another thing, I went there alone. But what would I even talk to a friend about at a museum? Colors? Pish posh. All in all, not the worst time of my life, but still up there when it comes down to wasting my time. There’s the picture you want fiend.