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How amusing. It was different at all. I kept leaving notes on boards, like, "To get your student I.D. (if you've lost it), you can go to either the library (using your student log-in and password) or the front desk. :)" I guess to remind myself I was there, but also to help other people. Other new students would see me, would be talking about it or see me writing a new new one and say, "It's you! This has been so much easier, thank you!" Or, "Shit, it's you! You always knew what the fuck was going in! Do you know how do we do ____?" From a girl who made fun of me in high school.

I helped her, though. For this particular attention I won an application in the library as an assistant from the helpful, smiling, I-won't-take-your-crap type. Nine dollars an hour, nineteen hours a week.

THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS A WEEK.