Piece of Paper Behind Me

Today I went with a couple of other students to pick up my Masters diploma. "What's your name?" said the man behind the desk. He looked at my ID, punched it into the computer and zzzzzzt out came a fresh diploma into my hands.

Talk about an anticlimax! After all the work, I would have preferred someone to have hammered it out of stone in front of me.

Here is Sampada, with two her two diplomas (actually one of them is mine, but I think it half belongs to her anyway!)