It's always amusing

when a student emails her professor with a sob story about the bookstore being a wretched hive of scum and villainy for not having her books ready, when in fact, she herself didn't order her books in time for classes. Then, her professor forwards you the email. I tell ya, these are the things WE LIVE FOR.

Was "going to college" an emergency that suddenly popped up out of nowhere?

(Normally we're not this petty or arbitrary, but it's fall quarter and one really does get tired of the procrastination, followed by the "show up at the bookstore and have a tantrum when I can't buy my books" tactic.)

This email was sent after she came into the bookstore and was an absolute butthole to the employees, because she wasn't allowed to walk back and grab her own textbooks and purchase them right then and there. We have rules, people! Fit-throwers will be MOCKED!

:::::Laughs in haughty bookstore employee-ese::::

P.S. Still recovering. Stupid illness.