Holy Expletive.

Last semester, for my drawing class, we had to each check out a book on figure drawing and share the images with the class. We were asked to lend them to Joan, the teacher, for the evening so she could look through them. I have no idea when the rest of the students got theirs back, because I never did. When I didn’t get mine back, I assumed that Joan and our TA had returned the books for us. How thoughtful! I forgot about it entirely until the day AFTER I got home for winter break, when I got a strongly-worded overdue notice. I emailed the teacher, but never got a response.

Since then, I’ve emailed her three more times, been by her office at least 10 times, and went by (and searched) our former classroom at least 5. Today, I got my 7th overdue notice, notifying me that I had racked up $115 in overdue/replacement charges. %^&%*^!!!! (Well $15 in overdue charges, $100 for replacement, so it won’t be that horrible if I can get the book back, but still. GAH!)

WHY WON’T YOU EMAIL ME BACK, JOAN!?!?!!! WHERE ARE YOU? I KNOW YOU’RE STILL TEACHING HERE!

Edit: Okay. I’ve managed to figure out her course schedule, and she teaches painting this afternoon. There are only three or so painting studios, so I can probably find her. Urgh, this is so frustrating.