wow...
That was the singular most depressing class ever to exist. ever.
Walk in.
"hi, i'm not your professor. I'm here because I'm married to your professor. her best friend (also a prof) just died. she's currently caring for the infant and 10 year old who now don't have a mother. your syllabus is two pages, we didn't have time to staple them. they're a little wet because I ran here from Gries and all of our plastic bags are filled with baby toys. no office hours for your professor tomorrow, as she'll be attending the wake. you might not have class on thursday, because I think the funeral is thursday. well, if you have questions feel free to ask, I probably can't answer them. oh, that's all. Enjoy the snow"
and class was over.
leaving us all kind of like...."wait, what?"
on a lighter note: Becca's in my class.
I can't escape.
Walk in.
"hi, i'm not your professor. I'm here because I'm married to your professor. her best friend (also a prof) just died. she's currently caring for the infant and 10 year old who now don't have a mother. your syllabus is two pages, we didn't have time to staple them. they're a little wet because I ran here from Gries and all of our plastic bags are filled with baby toys. no office hours for your professor tomorrow, as she'll be attending the wake. you might not have class on thursday, because I think the funeral is thursday. well, if you have questions feel free to ask, I probably can't answer them. oh, that's all. Enjoy the snow"
and class was over.
leaving us all kind of like...."wait, what?"
on a lighter note: Becca's in my class.
I can't escape.