Finally it's in.
"You won't be still writing it on the day you have hand it in, will you Ed?"
"No Dad"
The dissertation is due in today. Ed had been up all night finishing it off, and at 11 o'clock this morning was still writing it. A quarter an hour later he had finished.
Then as we were getting ready to go to Staples to get it printed and bound, there was a loud exclamation:
"Tits!"
On enquiring what the problem was, he told us that the bibliography has to contain the names of all contributors to a study, not just the main contributor. The words "et al" is not sufficient.
27 corrected references later - some of which had 10 contributors from all over the globe with exotic names and punctuation symbols - and we were ready.
Another loud exclamation:
"Cock!"
The problem this time that was that page numbering had to be only in the body of the dissertation, and the contents pages had to be roman numerals.
"why didn't you sort all this out before, Ed?"
"Because I've only just read the style rules"
UNBELIEVABLE!!!!
We got it printed, bound, driven over to Leicester and handed in with two hours to go. On the way back we stopped in a village and got o nice picture of a pond.
Now we collapse in front of the telly with a bottle of wine whilst Ed goes to bed for 3 days.
What I don't understand about today is where the Ed gets all this bloody foul foul language from.
I blame his fucking mother.
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