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I'm not sure exactly where to put this, so I guess I'll put it here.
I needed some extra cash my freshman year of college, and the honors program I was in needed some people to make calls to prospective students. Myself and my classmate Gary (name changed) worked together on this: in the evenings, we'd go into the office, grab our phone scripts, and make calls. He sat in the back, facing the wall, and I sat at the front desk, facing the door.
Now, before continuing, a word about the Professor. He is brilliant, and a genuinely good person, but he does like to torment people. Every single freshman was terrified of him.
So I'm sitting there, making my calls--I only used the first paragraph of the script because frankly, the rest was boring. I'd use the same talking points, but rephrase them to sound more natural.
Gary was a major prankster, so when a hand came down and covered my script, I assumed it was him trying to mess me up. I didn't even pause on my call, just simply yanked the script back and swatted his hand....only to look up and see.....
The Professor.
Yep, I'd smacked the professor's hand. I turned white as a sheet, but Professor just grinned, and walked away.
Towards Gary.
Professor decides not to do anything, just stand.....and....stare....
After a minute, Gary looks up and freezes. He can't even continue his phone call, just starts stammering. What does the Professor do? Mimics him. *L*
Gary: uh...uh...so...yeah...the...honors program...is...really good....
Professor: uh....uh...yeah...we....uh....teach you...uh...Plato...and stuff....but....uh.....they don't teach us how to talk very well!!
By the time Gary was done with the phone call, I was doubled over LAUGHING!! Yeah, it was a little mean...but SO FUNNY!!
And oddly enough, after I swatted his hand, that professor never really teased me again. *L*
I needed some extra cash my freshman year of college, and the honors program I was in needed some people to make calls to prospective students. Myself and my classmate Gary (name changed) worked together on this: in the evenings, we'd go into the office, grab our phone scripts, and make calls. He sat in the back, facing the wall, and I sat at the front desk, facing the door.
Now, before continuing, a word about the Professor. He is brilliant, and a genuinely good person, but he does like to torment people. Every single freshman was terrified of him.
So I'm sitting there, making my calls--I only used the first paragraph of the script because frankly, the rest was boring. I'd use the same talking points, but rephrase them to sound more natural.
Gary was a major prankster, so when a hand came down and covered my script, I assumed it was him trying to mess me up. I didn't even pause on my call, just simply yanked the script back and swatted his hand....only to look up and see.....
The Professor.
Yep, I'd smacked the professor's hand. I turned white as a sheet, but Professor just grinned, and walked away.
Towards Gary.
Professor decides not to do anything, just stand.....and....stare....
After a minute, Gary looks up and freezes. He can't even continue his phone call, just starts stammering. What does the Professor do? Mimics him. *L*
Gary: uh...uh...so...yeah...the...honors program...is...really good....
Professor: uh....uh...yeah...we....uh....teach you...uh...Plato...and stuff....but....uh.....they don't teach us how to talk very well!!
By the time Gary was done with the phone call, I was doubled over LAUGHING!! Yeah, it was a little mean...but SO FUNNY!!
And oddly enough, after I swatted his hand, that professor never really teased me again. *L*
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