I feel like I won some kind of personal victory yesterday when I showed up at the Secret Archive without an appointment or anything and got a desk--even without a
desk reservation--and then was filling out the file order forms incorrectly as usual and the helpful but gruff archive worker was like, "Frau [my last name], you have been here a long time, you know by now how to fill out the file order!"
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Don't you love it how the archivist always makes you feel special?
This post would have been more interesting if a goat had walked up to you and said the same thing. A talking goat. Now that is something.
so these two goat sausages are frying in a pan. The one on the right turns to the other one and says, "Man is it hot in here or is it just me?" The one on the left says "Oh my god! A talking sausage!"
Ah, the goat is back. I wonder where this goat was while I was busy denouncing racism and calling for gun control?
goats don't see race, only horn-size
Goats are socially constructed!
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