Six pages by 6 a.m. — the kid needs three hours to rewrite and hand in the paper by 9 or he won't graduate. "Cool," I'd say. "A hundred bucks a page." I'd get it, too, and when I didn't get it, I slept well anyway.
This piece is both very entertaining and very depressing.
1 comment:
I too started off laughing... but you're right... it's pretty sad.
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