A piece in the Globe and Mail, wherein a mature student recounts her experience at the University of Western Ontario, includes inter alia this description of one of her fellow students:
Still, the blond-haired girl in my Classical Studies class makes me feel like an absolute slacker. I watch, drop-jawed and with a twinge of envy, as she effortlessly texts, take notes, checks her Facebook page and shops for incredibly expensive and completely impractical Ugg boots online. “Pay attention!” I want to say. “This course costs $1,200, and those boots are never going to keep your feet warm.” […]
… except for the shopping part, I wonder how many folks reading this fit that description (or know someone who does); kind of sounds like me in a staff meeting
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