|Monday, July 2, 2007|
|Panel 1: Shelly,
the terrible blonde summer resident, is speaking into her flip phone
(this is 2007, remember). We can't tell where she is.|
Shelly: Hi, Carol. No, not much...just hanging around in a library at the hole where I'm staying.
Shelly: I had to call the cops on some of the immature students living here. God...they are ruining my summer.
Shelly [rolls her eyes]: I know. I know. I know. I know. Oh, I know...
Panel 4: We pan out to see that Shelly is leaning against a table in the Lower Library. Four Junior Fellows are working at a table. One of them has turned around and is staring at Shelly. Barbara is approaching, murder in her eyes.
Shelly: ...some people are so inconsiderate!
Female Junior Fellow: I'm updating my blog. How do you spell "cliché"?
Alt-Text: Has this sort of thing ever actually happened in the Lower Library? Why, yes, it has!