today’s demoralizing exchange…

brought to me by the sweet young thing at the registrar’s office at my alma mater who kindly, patiently, and ever so condescendingly walked me through getting an ID and password for the newfangled on-line transcript request system only to discover that I AM TOO OLD TO USE THIS SYSTEM BECAUSE THE ELECTRONIC RECORDS DON’T GO BACK TO ANCIENT TIMES.

Great.

Cuz I’m feeling awfully young and spry right about now.

Excuse me while I go sharpen my quill and squeeze some berries so I can scribble my request on this here parchment paper…