Mar 12, 2009 22:40
You know what? The only thing that sucks more than mild gossip, is mild salsa. Get some chili peppers all up in that, or you just have diced tomatoes with delusions of grandeur. Anyway the mild gossip of the day, or week as it were, would be an ex-TA of mine may be, or probably not, flirting with me at my fine place of employment on Monday. I am too intrigued by the possibility to let it go. I saw him wondering around, and called out his name. We ended up talking about his real area of study and funny Cultural Studies papers I have handed in. I'm sure the divide between his actual thoughts during his conversation and my picture of them ran something like this:
ex-T.A.: Oh, thank God. A student of mine who doesn't view me as a potential obstacle or stepping stone to law school. I will talk to her in order to feel valued again.
My version: Dear, sweet, Protagitron. You look so damn attractive holding that Yale University Press catalogue as you create records, pushing your glorious curls behind one ear. Run away with me, and we will fight the twin enemies of the Code of Conduct and poorly edited essays... together.
Okay, so I'm not quite so pathetic in real life. And yet, I find myself uncharacteristically tempted- although I'm sure the interest is entirely one-sided, even failure would provide an interesting coda to my university career...
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