Ending, Beginnings, Middles?

Ending, Beginnings, Middles?

So I was back on campus today. That is, I was back on the campus where I’m a student. It was odd because as I was walking around (in my official NR t-shirt announcing the sexiness of bacon) it occurred to me that in just three short days I will be instructing, for all intents and purposes, kids like those I was passing all day.

It was a very odd feeling.

I wondered what might happen if I showed up to campus (the one where I’m a “professor”) dressed like I normally am and realized that, were I to do that, my tenure would be short lived. So I best pick up my dry cleaning…and shave…and buy some deodorant…before Thursday morning.

For some odd reason, my Monday afternoon class has all of 6 people registered. That is by far the smallest class I’ve had in graduate school, and it’s especially odd since the course is a required one for both the MA and MFA. Normally, there are people lined up from the wait list for every class. My professor remarked that “they” might just cancel it. I did my best to convince him that “they” shouldn’t since, as I mentioned, IT’S A REQUIRED COURSE, and I hope to graduate in December. And my employment THIS SEMESTER is due in part to my advisor writing a letter stating that I WOULD GRADUATE IN DECEMBER. See my problem?

And then my evening class…well, actually I didn’t make it to that one. See, at some point in the day the daughter…I won’t say “shoved” but, for lack of a better word, let’s say shoved a plastic bead up her nose while at daycare. A trip to the Urgent Care led to a lot of blood curdling screams, a bloody nose that was not previously bloody, and then instructions to go to the actual hospital ER.

Just a side note here, when someone tells you to hold down a 30 pound two year old girl, do not, DO NOT, assume that will be an easy task. Mom, dad, and a doctor were all holding her down while a second doctor attempted to extract the plastic and we were unsuccessful in keeping her from squirming, moving, and kicking. While I’m not happy that the price increase between Urgent Care and the ER is %666 (thanks faceless HMO!), it took all of 10 seconds with a Physicians Assistant to get the thing out at the ER. Apparently, at the ER they have the skillz to pay the billz…plus much better tools to work with.

So I’m just going to end by saying that stuff is up with Gilgrim, but I’m not going to elaborate. It’s not my place to share his news.

Alright, one last thing. Can we stop showing this commercial now?

I mean, the US Women’s softball LOST the gold medal game, and now softball is no longer an Olympic sport so…

OK, so I’m REALLY going to end with this. Because even, hot, athletic, Olympians can still throw a punch and knock out drunken frat boys…I guess.

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  1. Kerri

    Aie.

    But just wait till it’s past the extraction point and the ER doctors tell you to be sure it passed by doing a poop search.

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