I've been looking for a job on campus for the last couple of months with only limited success, so I was a bit shocked this morning when an opportunity was laid at my feet fully gift-wrapped. Just as I was about to leave to put in another application for food service, an e-mail appeared in my box with the title 'eer tutoring opportunity'.

A brief (in)accurate summary follows:

'Heyyyy, you're more than passingly familiar with the basic conventions of grammar and sentence construction. You want to get a job as a writing tutor? I hope you do because I already put in an application for you. lololol, have fun you brilliant, semi-literate bastard

Signed,
Professor AWESOME
Sister of Mercy'


(Not really, but in my desperate state the effect was largely the same.)

That was...so nice and unexpected. I'd already braced myself against the horrors of the food-service industry, so this was just short of a miracle. Now I can bust ass, get money, and not have to scrape three layers of grease and assorted animal parts off of my forearms. c:>