Replying to the little things

so its like 330 am... i just finished writing this paper for my european lit. class... it was long and bullshitty and lame, but hey im smarter now that i wrote it right? riiight. so anyway, im all saved, ive got my cover page, i reach down under my desk to turn on my printer and lo and behold... 5 sheets of paper for a 7 page paper... (i may have been sidetracked and procrastinated a bit in this...) but anyway im in canada, the land of no 24 hour safeways or wal marts so fuck... whos going to be selling me printer paper at this hour, no one. well, i live next to a hospital and those are open 24 hours right... so i walk over. the only people i can immediately find are some security guards, 'excuse me, im sorry but i live near here and im writing a paper for school and i just ran out of printer paper, think i can borrow like two sheets from your office there?'
no.
ok.... cool.
ah, but now i realize, theres a hotel the other way. and since this is a really gay story already, ill just leave it that the cool indian overnight dude gave me what they had left even though they were doubling over on used sheets themselves already. so that was really cool and he saved my ass. the moral: the little things count, do little favors for people because its cool. there ya go kiddies, your lesson for the day. now its 415, i ahve to get up in... 3 hoursish.
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