Back in grad school, but in NYC for some reason. Doing a shitty job, fucking up assignments that are 3rd grader level math. I’m doing it all on paper which I never did and then lost my entire brief bag when it somehow fell off a bus I was riding. Called wife to tell her that I couldn’t do it anymore, lost all my notes, papers, assignments and would not be able to recover it all to pass semester.
Grad school was more than 15 years ago. I was in NYC somewhat recently and did go to the wrong address for a meeting and was late as a consequence.
Back in grad school, but in NYC for some reason. Doing a shitty job, fucking up assignments that are 3rd grader level math. I’m doing it all on paper which I never did and then lost my entire brief bag when it somehow fell off a bus I was riding. Called wife to tell her that I couldn’t do it anymore, lost all my notes, papers, assignments and would not be able to recover it all to pass semester.
Grad school was more than 15 years ago. I was in NYC somewhat recently and did go to the wrong address for a meeting and was late as a consequence.
Nfi.