(Scene: Library. Hours, hours, of reading. While the classmate I'm with has been so proud of finding a book and keeping it and waiting to get around to it.)
Her: 'Ah, I think I'll move on to Seneca and work on that essay.'
Me: 'Cool that you found all of the epistles in one place. Since I know you hate citing the web.'
Her: 'Nice, big print... okay, let's open this up...' (pause)
Me: '...?'
Her: *headdesk*
Me: 'What's wrong?'
Her: *hands me the book without saying anything*
Me: '... omg it's in Latin??'
Her: 'How am I supposed to read Latin?'
Me: 'Um... poorly?'
Grad school win of the day: Realizing the that primary source you need to complete a paper is NOT actually available in English anywhere in your library. Or not backordered on Amazon.
Bonus
Other Classmate: 'What's wrong with her?'
Me: 'She just realized the only text available here is in Latin. And Amazon's backordered.'
Her: 'Who buys up all of the copies of the English translation of Seneca's epistles??'
Other Classmate: 'Well, Christmas is coming up soon...'
Hahaha. I laughed aloud at that last statement. Sounds just like something that would happen to me. Oh the joys of grad school!
ReplyDeleteShe may very well be getting an English copy for Christmas just to make her laugh. As much as grad school frustrates me, it's moments like this give me joy!
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