Excaliburistic Letdown

So, we finished the huge project. Printed it on heavy paper, throwing in a clear plastic cover and black spiral binding. Our pride and joy, sweat, blood and tears. As we brought it to the Professor's office to hand it in, we could almost hear Jerry Bruckheimer-like music in the background and I could have sworn we walked in slow motion at some point. We lifted the weighty project to the heavens with both hands and bellowed our primal cry. It is finished, and we have triumphed!
Walking through the doors of his office with our spirits riding high, the receptionist looked at us and just said, "I'll take that". We passed her the project and waited.
"erm…you can go now".
The music stopped playing.

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