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something about an angel that just kills me

May 08, 2003 12:40

On Monday I had a management lecture, and I was running late so I ate my toast in there. John, the lecturer, looked up at me and gave me an oddly amused look, and said, "I'm sorry, you're breaking university regulations. You can't eat in here." I apologised, because I didn't know, and everything was hunky dory. A long time ago I would have been really embarrassed but I wasn't now. I've talked to John in the past anyway; he knows me and he wasn't really pissed.

Today, though, in management, stranger things happened. Somewhere - perhaps thorough him not hearing me say 'biology' properly - he's got the idea that I'm a psychology major, and referred to me as "our psychology expert" and asked me psych theory. There are 700 people enrolled in that paper, probably 200 of which were in the lecture. I was so taken by surprise I just shook my head.

Dan, my friend in the lecture, was equally confused.

Another time, John got really excited when I answered a question correctly, and then asked me more questions, but I couldn't answer them properly because I was so worried my initial answer wasn't a real word. C'mon, 'contextual' just doesn't sound right...

Oh, and my Microbiology demonstrator's flatmates are posting suggestive comments on my Trademe auctions. Curiouser and curiouser.
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