pancake bits

So I’ve never received my Bachelor diploma in 2007 because my last apartment on Elm St’s mail carrier was an asshole who would just throw stuff in the bush or take my Netflix DVDs.

Now I get an email that my Master diploma was sent back because they sent it to the place I lived 3+ years ago and that I need to “change the address on WESS” and I’m like - I WORK there. You KNOW my address.

Yeah, so it doesn’t just happen to students. The system is ~*crazy*~

When I pick up my Masters, I’m going to ask them to go ahead and print me out my Bachelors. I’m going to frame them both and put them next to my Ghostbusters poster because WHO YA GONNA CALL?