Anyway, the letter from the Records office intrigued me, and I wracked my brain for who could be asking for my transcripts. So I tore it open to find out.
This is what the letter said, more or less:
We have your diploma in our vault. It has been there since 2000. Do you want it?
The BYU Records Office
Last week I couldn't have told you where I thought my diploma was, but my best guess would have been under my bed right next to my library science grad school diploma.
In retrospect, I shouldn't have been surprised to learn that I never got my diploma. I didn't go to my graduation ceremony. And really couldn't have cared less about the whole graduation process. I was heading off to grad school in a couple of months, so I didn't see any point of lulling myself into a false sense of having finished school. Therefore, I kept it simple and my undergraduate graduation was one of the most anti-climactic events in my life.
But now my long lost diploma on its way to me, which of course presents the question: What should I do with it? I rather like the idea of framing both of my degrees (as a matched pair, of course) and hanging them in my cubicle. That would lend some much needed gravitas to my cube while simultaneously informing that here resides a Mormon Librarian. How awesome would that be?
Or, Maybe it will just take its foreordained place under my bed with my other degree.