For some strange reason I dont have any classes on monday so when the first day of classes came around I had nothing to do. Oh ya and I had no internet since I had moved in three days earlier. So other then a nice very confusing hour and a half phone call with the tech center my day was completely clear. My flat mates didnt lke that fact very much.
The next day I tryed to go to my first English lit class ever and could not find the class. I searched the entire building where my class was supposed to be in. Also I sat in on a class that I thought could have been my class but was relabled. But when the dude started to talk about the UK goverment system I started to think that this might have nothing to do with english lit. So I resorted to go see the english department director who then sent me to the english lit department directors an hour later. All I asked was where my class is during the different days of the week because the website had the wrong class room posted on it. The lady then went off, asking who I was missing class and how I should be smart enough to veiw the real website from the so called clearly fake university sponcered website. I had to defend my self in some small way, so I asked her who are her student sopposed to find their classes when the only classes that are posted are the so called fake classes. She didnt like that so I left (I think that she was mad because I interuped her two hour lunch break then minutes after it had ended, I'm the jerk clearly).
The rest of the day went off with out a problem. Other then getting lost every ten minutes, but luckly I had my trusty tourist map. Oh made a fol of my self when I came in early to my second class and introduced my self to the teacher while all 200 other students were walking in. All the guy said to me was oh well take a seat young man.
Did you ever find your English lit class?
ReplyDeleteI found the class room on thursday which was my next class. I sat down and it was like I missed a full year of what ever they were talking about, it was like mideval love poems or something. Then I figured out that it was a continuation class and that my life sucked for signing up for a lit class when I'm infact a management major.
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