So in me Business writing class there was this girl. We’ll call her Heather. Because that was her name. Anyway, Heather was the biggest bitch to me. Not just in general, but directed at me directly and to my face, in front of the entire class. She was the biggest bitch. It all started when I accidentally outed myself as genderqueer. She suddenly singled me out and was really nasty. So that was Heather.
Anyway. For the second half of this class we had a business proposal we were working on. I chose to write a proposal to my landlord requesting permission to install a little free library in my front yard. With these business proposals we needed to have a primary research source. This is an interview or a survey that we conducted ourselves. I originally decided to reach out to those who ran their own LFLs and ask them some questions. But of the 12 surveys I sent out, I only received 1 back. Meanwhile Heather was bragging that she was conducting a survey and was sending it to 500 people. Bragging and bragging. So I decided at the last-minute, 4 days before the paper was due, that I was going to run an online poll. I needed at least 30-50 responses to be statistically sound, but could I beat 500?
I have limited reach on Tumblr but I have powerfully popular friends there, and I told them about my project, and I about Heather, as a means of explaining why I wanted to smash 500 surveys into the ground. Tumblr appreciates a good arch nemesis story.
Here are the results.
I had 4760 people take my survey. The best part? Turns out she only sent out 100 surveys and she got about 65 back.
Gotta say Heather, this doesn’t look good on your part.