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Oct. 30th, 2010 03:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
perkyrusalkaI realized late last night that I had left my flash drive in the psych computer lab. Not a problem-it's locked and it was unlikely to wander away. However this morning I went over and the building was locked. Of course it was. It's Saturday. So I made a panicky tear-filled call to my mom (the drive has my mega-project of doom on it, and it's due Monday) and on her suggestion tried to find someone to let me in building. Of course, on Saturday one's choices are slim, so I ended up borrowing a phone book at the library-and then the librarian suggested I call campus police (!).
Which I did, and they agreed to let me in the building (!). By the time I got back over there, though, there were a couple of instructors letting themselves in, and when I pled my case they let me in. Called the police back and told them never mind. Much rejoicing.
Think I've got my project done, but am taking a break before I submit it. Want to make sure all i's crossed and t's dotted before I turn it in.
Which I did, and they agreed to let me in the building (!). By the time I got back over there, though, there were a couple of instructors letting themselves in, and when I pled my case they let me in. Called the police back and told them never mind. Much rejoicing.
Think I've got my project done, but am taking a break before I submit it. Want to make sure all i's crossed and t's dotted before I turn it in.
