Tuesday, September 23, 2008

[Senility Comes Young These Days]

Picture this:

It's library day. My class is supposed to meet me at 12:30 in the library lobby for their assignment (a library scavenger hunt). The first class arrived right on time, but this class is another story. I have mentioned it in class and on the syllabus. At 12:15, one student arrives early, signs the attendance sheet, accepts her mission and embarks. Five minutes later, another cheery early bird does the same. The seconds tick by. 12:30 arrives and passes. 12:31... 12:32... 12:33, I see two students walk in the door without seeing me and set off to find the library lobby. I nod knowingly, waiting for the truth to dawn. 12:34... 12:35... 6... 7... 12:38, five more students walk in as the other two realize where the lobby is. 12:39... 40... 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8: the rest of the class walks in, having sat in the classroom for 15 minutes, wondering why the other group suddenly got up and left.

Yeah... it's that kind of semester.