Seeing one of your professors out in the real world is like seeing an exotic animal walking down main street. Only not nearly as exciting... (Tho, some may argue, just as potentially dangerous.)
What I mean is that it just feels so very out of place.
It's like seeing your mom at your favorite club. (Unless you have a really awesome mom and don't mind sharing a scene with her.)
But yes.
Last week I saw one of my psychology professors in Bread Co and tonight I saw one of my film professors at Ted Drewes. Both times I was just sort of taken aback for a second or two. It's that moment of "what the heck are they doing outside of the school?!" Which is a totally stupid thought to have pass through your mind, but seemingly automatic.
I mean, I know, I know, professors are people too. They have lives and families and such. Damn... they procreate... huh...
I'm going to have to take a moment to process this...
On a slightly off note, some kid kept standing way too close to me in line at Ted Drewes. It was odd... I didn't get a real good look at his face, but I'm pretty sure I've seen him hanging around the library a few times. I don't know... if he recognized me he certainly didn't let on much. Meh. Whatever.
Until next time, all.
1 comment:
Lol! yeah I totally know the feeling! It's odd, it's like, yeah it makes SENSE that they don't live at school ALL the time but... meh. You only know them in one context and it's odd thinking of them in another.
Could be worse though, you COULD be watching american pie with your school's whole English department and the band teacher in the row behind you...
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