All This To Work At Starbucks. Maybe.
2 months and 9 days. That's all that stands between me and that divine "grace period" I keep hearing so much about from the two thousand or so different loan companies to which I am indebted for this experience.
Remind me, again, why I am doing this?
Seems like an awful lot of work just to be left to whether or not I can talk my clay professor into turning that incomplete into a C. Before he flies back to the West Coast on Thursday.
Speaking of which, anyone have any brilliant ideas on how to convince a clay professor, who is flying back to the West Coast on Thursday, to change an incomplete to a C?
I'd be much obliged.