Oh what a pain in the butt!
I ordered my books two weeks ago. Got them a week ago. . . and because I am paranoid, I looked to see if they were the right books. . . Because they just didn't feel right, you know?
Well, lo and behold! They were, in fact, the wrong books. . . So upset.
I called the college bookstore, and they were all like "Yeah, so you have three books to return, right?"
Boy, they could have said something. I mean really! How the hell was I supposed to know before class started if I hadn't been the paranoid person I am?
It's funny though. . . Out of the three books, one of them was the same. And it just happened to be the one that the professor wrote himself. . . How stupid is that?
Anyway, as I write this I am getting ready to pop off and exchange them. . . I'm sure it'll all work out in the end!
Laters!
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