Another thing. There is another guy. He is a little guy with mental problems. I unfortunately have to interact with him in a work capacity. I would like to pop him on his chin and see what happens. He ripped two boxes out of my hands. I know I can’t do anything but I want to wring his white trash neck. I apologize for being prejudiced against people who do not represent my race well but you know what they say, “If you don’t like it, you can always write a thesis.”

I actually don’t know if anyone says that, but I think it would be a funny English Department joke. Right before you went out to your section to be ignored by three hundred nineteen year olds as you read to them from the Wasteland.