Dr. Covington's Office Hours, Thursday, November 30 (2nd - 7th Period)
No, that really wasn't what sounded like badly butchered electric rock guitar coming through the open door of Janice's office.
Look, she was from the early 1940s, all right? The regular Playstation 2 controller was hard enough for her to master without having to get used to this thing. And she kept snagging her jacket sleeve on the stupid whammy bar.
She'd probably be glad of a distraction from this game, should anyone come in. Otherwise odds were good the stupid fake electric guitar was going to end up through the television screen by the end of the day.
[OOC: This office hours post is in no way inspired by the fact that we somehow managed to acquire Guitar Hero tonight. Really.]
Look, she was from the early 1940s, all right? The regular Playstation 2 controller was hard enough for her to master without having to get used to this thing. And she kept snagging her jacket sleeve on the stupid whammy bar.
She'd probably be glad of a distraction from this game, should anyone come in. Otherwise odds were good the stupid fake electric guitar was going to end up through the television screen by the end of the day.
[OOC: This office hours post is in no way inspired by the fact that we somehow managed to acquire Guitar Hero tonight. Really.]