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clevermanka ([personal profile] clevermanka) wrote2007-09-27 08:53 am
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Uncle Sam Wants You

Or, more specifically, Uncle Sam wants to use your FAX machine.

Here is the conversation I just wrapped up:

Young man approaches my door
Me: Good morning! Can I help you find someone?

Him: Yes, I'm looking for--I need--I'm doing a recruiting drive for the United States Marines and I need some signatures from the English department.

Me: Excuse me? Signatures? From English?

Him: Yes, I need a signature from the Dean of English.

Me: We don't have a Dean of English...our department has a Chair. Is that what you mean?

Him: looks at a piece of paper I need a signature from KM and I need to speak to an English student named LS.

Me: KM is over in Strong Hall, across the street. Can you say the name of the student again? I didn't recognize it.

Him: L. S.

Me: types the name into KU People Search. Oh. He's in the History department. Not English.

Him: I need to receive a fax for him to sign. Can I use your fax machine?

Me: No. We only allow use of our fax machine for teaching or direct departmental issues.

Him: Well, this is related to teaching.

Me: I thought you said you were recruiting for the military. And the student you need to contact isn't even in the English department.

Him: So you're telling me you won't let me use your fax machine.

Me: Yes. Why don't you go ask History for the student you want and see if you can use their fax machine.

Him: gives one of those eyerolls that says "I can't believe how unreasonable you're being" You're not going to let me use your fax machine for federal government business.

Me: No, I'm not.

Exit Young Man in a huff.

What the hell?

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