I had a really cool Work Study job working in the Admissions Department at U of I. Mostly, I filed applications, so I got really good at singing the alphabet song. But whenever I had a Chinese file, it was a little tricky. My own ignorance of whether the student’s first name was “Xiang” or his last name was “Zhuang” or the other way around made it difficult. Plus, they use really super fine parchment paper, so if you look at it wrong, it tears. But my favorite duty was to shred stuff. Much joy and mirth was derived from shredding.