my diploma
The law school finally broke down and mailed me my diploma. I found it inside of my door when I went out to look for any snail mail. I was supposed to go down to the school and pick up the diploma in person. I did not do so, obviously. Why? Well, picking up the diploma meant:
- Going to graduation, a fate worse than death (oh wait, they didn’t give us our real diplomas there. my bad)
- Driving downtown (I would not fight downtown traffic and pay to park just for my diploma)
- Taking the bus downtown (a 45-minute one-way trip that costs $1.50 each way)
Being someone who won’t go downtown unless I absolutely have to do so, I did not pick up my diploma. Plus, I would have had to STORE the darn thing somewhere and protect it from getting bent and ruined. I already have my huge legal license to store. I didn’t need another big document to store and keep safe.
But today — there it was. My diploma. And thus, I guess, closed that chapter of my life — law school. It closed with a minor triumph, I suppose — in the end, I didn’t have to go into downtown to pick it up. (A triumph of laziness I suppose. But I have so few victories I’m taking what I can get.)
(It ended up costing the law school $1.59 in postage to mail my diploma. So it was cheaper in the end for society for the law school to mail it to me as it would have cost me at least $3 and 90 minutes of time to go get the darned thing. See I am a lawyer, I can even make an argument to justify my own laziness in not wanting to go pick up my darned diploma). Anyway, the diploma is ok. Its big. It probably was run through a laser printer. Its gray and green which are the main University’s colors. It is slightly more impressive that my college diploma (which is not saying much). I give it three and a half trolls out of ten.I’m sure my family will want to oohhh and ahhh over it, though.
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