Miss Information is annoyed ceremoniallyFor the past 5 deeply traumatic semesters, Miss Information has sworn up and down that she will not attend her graduation/commencement/convocation. Then she learned through the grapevine, that her mother would be heartbroken if she did not witness the whole stupid thing. Miss Information got the message and invited her 9 year old niece, Ms Information, to come as well.
On the day of the event, Miss Information put on her most fabulous shoes because what else is anyone going to see? Stupid academic regalia! Of course, it's summer so the entire campus is basically a construction site and Miss Information had some serious second thoughts about wearing 3 inch stiletto heels pretty quickly.
Nevertheless she made it to the room to pick up her gown. Mm...polyester...sweet. Then she went somewhere else (really? that far, huh?) to sign in. After hours of pointless standing in alphabetical order, the graduates paraded across the quad. Slowly. It had rained the previous night and Miss Information had to keep stopping to yank her shoes out of the grass.
The ceremony was probably long and boring, but Miss Information didn't pay that much attention because she was imagining how embarrassing it would be to trip on her shoes when she climbed onto the stage. She was number 528 out of about 650 graduates and when the university provost asked her what her future plans were, she replied that she was going to change her damn shoes.
But really, she was pleased that she survived and she'd done it all for her mother and her niece. When she met them in the quad, Ms Information asked why she hadn't gone up on the stage. She'd fallen asleep and missed that part. Mrs Information was uncharacteristically silent about the event and Miss Information suspects that she probably nodded off too.
Miss Information is trying to look on the bright side. She now has a really spiffy diploma, she got to see some people and most importantly, she never has to do this again.