Hm... I think I shall write about the mp3 player and it's adventure later.
Now I shall talk about "The Bitches In The Office".
"The Bitches In The Office" are the quasy-clerks of the uni, who do stuff like (dis)organization of the stuff at the uni. If you have issues with your grade-books, as in handing it in or taking it back you have to go through them. Same with aquiring stamps for your student cards, that enables you to travel certain percents cheaper...
Well, today I had a run in with one of these bitches. She was new. I give her that. She had... certain ideas and ambitions.
In two words, she was a : frigid bitch.
She thought everything will go as she wants it and hands out cheques for students to pay if they do not. Luckily I did not have to pay, but she started shouting at me because she fucked it up and saw the wrong grade for a certain exam. (It was the grade for the written part, not the final one, which is the sum of the written and oral part.)
She thought it was all right to shout my head off, shouting why don't I go and ask the faculty (what I suggested a minute ago) so I shouted back I just said that.
And when I was leaving, sighing "Jesus" she started ranting again. I said bye and closed the door none too gently. (Yeah, running away with style...)
Oh and about my mp3 player... They don't know shit.
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