The Joye of Books.
Jan. 5th, 2007 03:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_againMe: *walks up to the porter's lodge with package notifications in hand*
Porter: (to other porter) Here's trouble.
Me: *beaming* I'm popular! Have three packages I think.
Porter: *ominously* I know. I've heard. *turns to look* ... Here. *turns back to hand me the packages*
Me: *still beaming* Thank you! *starts to go*
Porter: WAIT. A. MINUTE.
Me: *freezes*
Porter: *still looking* mumble...mumble... You've got your own bloody pigeonhole here... *hands over one... two... three more envelopes*
Me: *starting to wonder what this looks like* Um. They're only course books for this term. Nothing exciting. Um. *sidles doorwards* Thank you!
Porter: ... Have a nice day Helen.
Am doomed. Porters know my name and probably think I'm running some sort of illegal drug smuggling scheme given that I've had eight packages in the last three days. And will be getting two more in the next day or so when my copies of Wind in the Willows and Sandman arrive.
... It's a little sad that I was telling the truth and they were only course books. I could be doing something excitingly illegal but no, I'm just being prepared weeks in advance. Not sure whether being doomed to be dull is worse than being doomed to be arrested because the porters think I'm a drug smuggler.
Though the former does involve me having to write this Shakespeare essay sometime this year. So maybe I'm leaning a little toward the latter.
Porter: (to other porter) Here's trouble.
Me: *beaming* I'm popular! Have three packages I think.
Porter: *ominously* I know. I've heard. *turns to look* ... Here. *turns back to hand me the packages*
Me: *still beaming* Thank you! *starts to go*
Porter: WAIT. A. MINUTE.
Me: *freezes*
Porter: *still looking* mumble...mumble... You've got your own bloody pigeonhole here... *hands over one... two... three more envelopes*
Me: *starting to wonder what this looks like* Um. They're only course books for this term. Nothing exciting. Um. *sidles doorwards* Thank you!
Porter: ... Have a nice day Helen.
Am doomed. Porters know my name and probably think I'm running some sort of illegal drug smuggling scheme given that I've had eight packages in the last three days. And will be getting two more in the next day or so when my copies of Wind in the Willows and Sandman arrive.
... It's a little sad that I was telling the truth and they were only course books. I could be doing something excitingly illegal but no, I'm just being prepared weeks in advance. Not sure whether being doomed to be dull is worse than being doomed to be arrested because the porters think I'm a drug smuggler.
Though the former does involve me having to write this Shakespeare essay sometime this year. So maybe I'm leaning a little toward the latter.
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Date: 2007-01-05 10:18 pm (UTC)ahahaha... tags are evil!