An Open Letter to Those Complaining
"Dear student,
All I can do your your paper at the Writing Development Centre is clean up the grammar, suggest you rearrange or tighten the argument, and send you on your way. Whether or not your argument makes a single lick of goddamned sense is simply beyond the scope of my job description.
Please stop complaining to me about the fact that you happen to be retarded - I did not impregnate your mother and spawn your accursed seed, nor did I dropkick you as a child, severing precious neural ties in your grey matter.
Thus, I do not believe I am responsible for your retardation, nor your argument. If you would like to thank me for cleaning up your l33t-infested mess and making your paper readable and actually passable, please contact me at ext. 2298
Sincerely,
Adam Langton"
All I can do your your paper at the Writing Development Centre is clean up the grammar, suggest you rearrange or tighten the argument, and send you on your way. Whether or not your argument makes a single lick of goddamned sense is simply beyond the scope of my job description.
Please stop complaining to me about the fact that you happen to be retarded - I did not impregnate your mother and spawn your accursed seed, nor did I dropkick you as a child, severing precious neural ties in your grey matter.
Thus, I do not believe I am responsible for your retardation, nor your argument. If you would like to thank me for cleaning up your l33t-infested mess and making your paper readable and actually passable, please contact me at ext. 2298
Sincerely,
Adam Langton"