not always a complaint...

Even though I usually complain about Eastern there is the occasional awesome professor. I've had 3 that I can think of, and am luck enough to have two classes with one of them this year. He has his PhD and remains down to earth, funny, and in general a really cool guy to listen to.  He makes lecture fun by relating his life, in humorous ways to everything we are learning.  Today in class we did an activity where we had to decide which car the group wanted to drive.  He walked around adding to every groups discussion every now and then and helping us relate what we were learning to the situation at hand.  He also said one of the funniest things I've heard a professor say in a long time.  During his wrap up of the activity he said the word  "ain't" one of the students corrected him, and he turned to her and said "don't worry, I can say ain't I have a PhD."  It may have been one of those had to be there moments, but we all started laughing, some of us to the point of almost being in tears.  

I am not always in work or school, and when I'm not at one of these two places I can usually be found at rendezvous cafe getting my study on.  On the way back to my car after an intense study session with Mex, (my BFF's alias) I found myself in a very interesting situation.  I was in a parking garage in Ann Arbor getting into my car when 3 black gentleman approached me.  Since I have been conditioned to be terrified of strange men, especially in groups, (and lets face it especially black men)  I immediately wondered how PC of me it would be to scream rape, throw my bag at them, and run as fast as I could.  Instead I opted to stand still and kept telling myself "don't act scared" as if a group of gang rapists would not assault me if I didn't look terrified.  One of the guys asked me very pleasantly if I had jumper cables because their car (a very foreboding saturn across the lot) was out of juice.  Wondering if it was a trick I remained cautious as I told them I didn't have any cables but if they wanted to hold on I could look.  I got into my car as I pretended to fish through my car (which if you know me, is a HOT MESS) and as I'm rummaging through the trash I come across my DVD copy of "Crash".  I sit there and think things over for a second, and realize I am the biggest fucking hypocrite on the planet.  Here I am terrified of three guys who just wanted to jump their car.  I am an ass hole, to the extreme.  I know it's ok to cautious but these guys were really just trying to get their car working, and in all my terror I totally bypassed the fact that there were police officers about 50 yards from me keeping an eye on things in the structure.  I felt so bad for being terrified that I became overly helpful, I didn't have any jumper cables, but I went so far as to offer calling triple A for them.  As I was driving away full of shame, I even contemplated buying jumper cables and going back to help.  

In other news my life has been uneventful for the past few days, I haven't gone into any blind rage over Eastern, besides a little drama at work (I work in retail, it comes with the territory) my life has been pretty boring.  Although since I am about to go to Ad class, with my super self important professor, I'm sure I'll be back on sometime today to rant and rave about some atrocity from the class.

Hope this satisfies you Blonde,

Eastern Girl

ps.  There are two guys in the back of the coney island playing Magic, the gathering and offending my nose every time I go back to use the bathroom.  Apparently they've been to busy playing Magic to bother with a shower.  I guess thats the life of a +3 wizard...