Possumblog

Much Better.

Just printed out another 69 pages of Miss Reba's paper (it grew a bit due to the necessity of making each chapter title start on the top of the page) and took it back across the street to A-1.

Reba and I looked again last night in the requirements, and although the comb binding had at one time been okay, it looked somewhat as if they had tried to mark it out with a black line. But the line wasn't quite covering it up. It wasn't real clear of the intent, but I know that I don't like comb bindings just on general principle, so I figured we might as well do it right.

Explained to Miss Vicki that I had gotten the wrong thing yesterday and today told her I needed the tight little coil with the bunch of little round holes in the side. And this time, I made sure to twirl my index finger out in front of me in tight little coil shaped movements, just to be sure she understood.

She went to the back and I wandered around the place. Smells like ink, you know. And paper. Passed the time chatting with the woman running copies at the big machine. She thought it wasn't supposed to rain today, and suggested that all the weather guys on teevee should be fired. "But as long as the weekend's like it was last week, that'll be okay." Yeah.

I did have one heart skipping moment when I couldn't remember if I had properly oriented the front "I did not plagiarize this paper" cover sheet. It was a separate sheet, and I wondered if I had given it to her upside down or something. The other woman ran back and checked, and everything was okay. And I saw through the window that the edges of the paper were filled with a bunch of tiny round holes.

And, done.

Only one more like it to go. But at least it's not anytime soon.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at April 14, 2005 10:24 AM