Someone just dropped by to see if they could get into the full summer class I'm teaching.
After the student left, I thought that perhaps leaving off shaving for the weekend, wearing a beat up shirt and ragged jeans (hey, I don't have class on Mondays - I have no class to begin with - har har har) and having a desk buried in crap doesn't present a particularly inspiring image to the world. At least she called me "Mr. Overread" and not "Professor Overread" - That's already happened once and it freaked me out.
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