Ah, School
Feb. 9th, 2006 05:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The cute astronomy professor, that is. (Well, I think he's cute, anyway, though most of y'all might beg to differ.)
(And it was
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I was running late last night because of traffic and parking nightmares. I skidded into the classroom as my professor was walking up one side of the lecture hall, handing out the syllabus. I ducked past him and collapsed into the first available aisle seat. Then I looked up.
He was looking at me, and his face was just LIT UP -- he was grinning from ear to ear. He looked like I made his day. Ergo, the look on his face made my day. (Week ... month ....)
Before beginning his introductory lecture, he came back up and warned me that this class was going to be boring, as it was all material that I sat through last term. I winked and said I'd live. (No flirting, no flirting, no flirting ... gotta remember that.)
Come break time, he came up again to ask how my holidays were, and we made small talk for a minute. I said I didn't think he'd mind me coming back for another of his classes, as my dad (who teaches accounting at a different college) loves it when his students return for more. Also mentioned how this astronomy class was a sort of last hurrah before voluntarily diving into a year of accounting courses (about which I am slightly less than enthusiastic). Professor asked if I am interested in accounting; I replied not particularly, but you never know when it'll come in handy. Besides, Dad has wanted me as a student from the first semester he started teaching, several years ago. My professor grinned and said that he could understand that, and he said it in such a way that I knew he was complimenting me. I coulda kissed him, right there, in front of God and everybody.
I was getting a crick in my neck from looking up -- I was sitting down, and he's 6'4" if he's an inch -- so I walked with him to the front of the classroom to get another syllabus (having given mine to a kid who came in really late). The professor reiterated that I was going to find the first three lectures rather boring, as they cover the same material as the first three lectures last semester. I blithely replied that I had some SuDoku games to keep me occupied, should I get bored. He laughed out loud at that. (I think he gave me credit for being wittier than I actually am; I really did have a couple of SuDoku puzzles in my folder!)
Hey! I can look! But I mustn't flirt any more.