Sep 29 2010
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a touch of class…
Today I had class from 12-1 and I walked in 7 minutes late. My professor asks,”last name?”,”uhh, parker”. He looks at me as if I came to class high so I knew he was thinking does this dude not know his name? Blah blahh class was okay and when it was overr he stares me down and says,” I like how you walked in class late, I hope that’s not with every class”, “uhh, parker?” We laugh and he says,” you have such touch of class”. It was all over from there. I feel strange about this teacher now. One little statement makes a huge difference. So now I’m known as, uhh parker. Not a good look.
