Mark (mhaithaca) wrote,
Mark
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Good thing I was thirsty...

I had just grabbed a cup of green tea and was wandering around a little, staring at a piece of paper holding a document I need to rewrite, when I noticed someone standing outside the locked front door to our building, looking forlorn.

She was a new law student, who'd gotten the mistaken impression, somewhere, that she should come here to get her NetID password changed. (This is one of three buildings that houses CIT, with CCC being the one with the HelpDesk, which she needed; she might've picked at random.)

I drew her a little map so she could get to CCC from the law school tomorrow.
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