One of *those* moments
There I was...wandering along on my merry way to Mass.
Passing by the alumni house, I notice that there is an event happening...something with barbershop music. I am smart, and don't cut *through* the alumni house grounds like I usually do, because I don't want scary alumni to chase after me with their white wine and cheese and crackers.
So, a car pulls up beside me. Not v. sketchy, because I figure it is a lost alumni wanting to ask for directions.
Guy in the driver's seat is, in fact, 20ish. He rolls down the window and smiles asking "So, you ready for that Eastern European exam?"
Uh, wha? I am not, nor have I EVER taken an Eastern European class.
Politely inform guy of this fact.
He says "No, wait, don't you sit in the front of my class?"
"Nope. Sorry."
"Okay, well then good luck on your other exams."
"Thanks."
He drives off. I shrug, and continue on to Mass.
Passing by the alumni house, I notice that there is an event happening...something with barbershop music. I am smart, and don't cut *through* the alumni house grounds like I usually do, because I don't want scary alumni to chase after me with their white wine and cheese and crackers.
So, a car pulls up beside me. Not v. sketchy, because I figure it is a lost alumni wanting to ask for directions.
Guy in the driver's seat is, in fact, 20ish. He rolls down the window and smiles asking "So, you ready for that Eastern European exam?"
Uh, wha? I am not, nor have I EVER taken an Eastern European class.
Politely inform guy of this fact.
He says "No, wait, don't you sit in the front of my class?"
"Nope. Sorry."
"Okay, well then good luck on your other exams."
"Thanks."
He drives off. I shrug, and continue on to Mass.