I’m taking a class called “Political Corruption”. The rest is pretty much self-explanatory 🙂
This is the man that manages to make me wake up at 7:30 in the morning to go to school. That’s no small feat, as my mom would readily attest with her 12-year-experience of doing so.
But I sleep in his class anyway. Last week I tried to sit in the front so that I would be incentivized to be a more respectful student. It turned out to be an even greater insult: I dozed off, this time right under his nose.
It’s nothing personal, professor, really. I have already done this in so many classes– if knowing that helps you feel better somehow 😀