After the first writing assignment, the teacher made it clear that we would be wise to seek his academic expertise outside the alloted class time. Being the studious person I am, I quickly wrote assignment two (on Saturday) that was due the next week (on Friday) to make sure I had enough time to go see him.
The only problem with going to his office was I could only make it at one time: 7:40 am. I resolved that if this was the sacrifice I had to make- then I would do it! I was so nervous the night before I could hardly sleep. All I could think about was what if I drooled right there in front of my teacher due to my sleep deprived college schedule?! I woke up that morning and rushed out of bed, dressed as quickly as possible, and sat at my desk shaking my foot for 25 minutes. Waiting...just waiting for my time to come.
When I walked into his office at 7:38, he made some comment about sending "electrode particles across cyberspace"-- I think he meant e-mail. I just sat anxiously in my chair dreaming up the questions I would ask for the perfect paper. The moment finally came- he sat down and said "How can I help you?" Immediately I asked him if I needed to quote the beginning title. He said "No". Then I asked him if I needed to quote the end of the title. Again, he said "No". (I was really hoping he would say a little more than that..maybe "No, you do not") At this point I could not think of any of the questions I had planned to ask. When I opened my mouth the only thing that wanted to come out was "What does your wife do for a living?" I felt like this was not the time for that question!
I mustered up enough courage to say "I think that is all, thank you." I got up, walked out, looked at my clock and realized I had only spent 3 minutes in his office...I doubt I will be doing this again!
