I came across this amusing post by Elif Batuman about having your dissertation printed and bound:
I ‘ll tell you what’s wrong with academia. I just got a letter from ProQuest, trying to sell me three copies of my own dissertation for $125. Their PR people, no dummies, easily anticipated my first question, viz. what on earth would I do with three bound copies of my own dissertation. Turns out, I could keep one copy for “my own use” (viz., doorstop), and give the other two as gifts to “colleagues” or “my family.” An interesting idea: vingt ans après, I could finally get my revenge on the great-aunts who knitted me all those peculiar sweaters when I was small.
Anyway, this amazing 40% discount off of ”regular academic pricing” was apparently already offered to me at the time of filing, but I didn’t take advantage of it—either out of sheer pigheadedness or, as ProQuest charitably suggests, because I was distracted by “the final rush of paperwork and completion of other degree requirements.” Lucky for me, ”opportunity knocks again.”
Read the rest here. I had my dissertations printed and bound out of some misguided feeling of spite, if memory serves.