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When I was a kid and asked my dad what he did as his job, his answer was always the same: “I mark papers.”

This gave no explanation of what he did as a job, and while I can spit out his title like I can any episode of Friends, I still have no idea what he actually does.

But the point of all of this is that I get what he means by “marking papers”. In a world of computers and the Internet (even though in the 90s I would guess that he had sort form of a dinosaur computer) I do actually, mark papers.

I mark my weekly calendar that I print out on Monday.

I mark notes in my notebook.

I scribble down messages on post-its.

I mark papers.