Hello, Mr. Octogon.
Their are men in my building I have titled "Mr. Octogons." It seems like every time I climb out of my closet of a work station, I always run into these men, and they block my way. It might be because they are waiting for a professor, or perhaps for the biology class that drives me nuts (the metal stools scrape violently and abruptly on the fake tile floors) Anyways, they never get out of the way of someone walking in the sub hall or they stand in the door way that takes me out to the main hall. Sometimes they are big men, but in any case they pretend to not see me trying to get by so I can go out. I also notice they don't open doors for women, or really anyone. Mr. Octogon's are also very loud when talking about their thesis or term papers. I think the worst was today when a Mr. Octogon walked into the German History Professors office, and started pronoucing how he was just... "too rushed and got a A-" on his paper. Then he broke out into a flurry of German, and I could kind of make out the gist of it I think. In a nutshell, pronoucing his study abroad, and his capability of speaking in German. He then later commented that he was going to become a professor, and weaseled a deal with this History Professor to write a paper to get another "A" in a class he was never in. Maybe 700 lvl classes are like that...I am not sure, injecting yourself into a class that is well on its way to completion this semester. Just so you can write and get the class finished quickly. Anyways, after he had left the professor looked quiet exausted, and somewhat happy that the meeting was over with. Mr. Octogons tend to be loud sometimes quickly assault their professors with words and grand idea's, and sort of view their graders as wish granters. Its better to confront a professor in polite way, and know they are also human and that this isn't there whole life.