I was excited to get feedback until I saw the person I was paired with for a consultation. He was a boy of medium height with red hair and she wore glasses. This guy wasn't a complete stranger to me. I had seen it on previous occasions when I visited the writing room. I approached the table where he had prepared all the utensils he uses to examine documents. I spoke to him very warmly and from the way he responded it was clear to me that he really lacked people skills. Her personality reminded me a lot of Mrs. Zeigler. I sat down with him and started explaining to him what my article was about and why I needed to write it. The paper I presented to him was a paper I had previously written for my research and methods course. I thought it was a pretty decent paper because I got a B. The paper was based on a behavioral study conducted by me along with two other class members. Even before reading the first sentence he had already begun to criticize the newspaper. He started correcting the paper but all I saw were big red lines, circles and arrows everywhere. I knew from all the ink in his pen that he had much to suggest. As we reviewed the document together, he explained to me that he didn't understand the document and that I needed to present it in a more simplistic way. This was it