Talk to Corporate (Like a boss)
Who: Sindre and Veronika
When: Monday, 19 September 2011
Where: Liberty University
What: Stealing of TA's.
Sighing, Sindre glanced around Professor Montour's office. Sindre wasn't sure if he was still technically working for the professor; he hadn't filled out any new paper work, and it was possible the forms form the year before had rolled over. But he had been at LU too long to actually believe it would be that easy.
So here he was, working a job he may or may not have, doing far more work than was reasonable, with a boss that never showed up.
And, apparently, without even the basic supplies needed to do the tasks set for him, as Professor Montour hadn't bothered to let him know or leave them for him.
Glancing down at the sheet of paper before him, Sindre sighed again. Nothing was going to appear out of thin air. So with that, he left the office in search of something with which to make even cuts.
He had almost given up, when he spotted a professor's office door ajar, light off. Checking the halls, Sindre slowly pushed the door open. A ruler caught his eye, and he snagged it and hurried off down the hall before he could think better of his actions. He'd return it as soon as he was done.
When: Monday, 19 September 2011
Where: Liberty University
What: Stealing of TA's.
Sighing, Sindre glanced around Professor Montour's office. Sindre wasn't sure if he was still technically working for the professor; he hadn't filled out any new paper work, and it was possible the forms form the year before had rolled over. But he had been at LU too long to actually believe it would be that easy.
So here he was, working a job he may or may not have, doing far more work than was reasonable, with a boss that never showed up.
And, apparently, without even the basic supplies needed to do the tasks set for him, as Professor Montour hadn't bothered to let him know or leave them for him.
Glancing down at the sheet of paper before him, Sindre sighed again. Nothing was going to appear out of thin air. So with that, he left the office in search of something with which to make even cuts.
He had almost given up, when he spotted a professor's office door ajar, light off. Checking the halls, Sindre slowly pushed the door open. A ruler caught his eye, and he snagged it and hurried off down the hall before he could think better of his actions. He'd return it as soon as he was done.