Under Construction - MHWA Retreat

I know what you mean, bro. It's like... you get used to "anniversary" being this totally other thing!

Dude, I've had a class where we resumed lecture after an exam... but not if they're in different buildings! Like, what the actual fuck! Really? Couldn't he have just booked the exam room for the entire class time rather than just half of it and kept us there?

Oh, and that class is awkward af. It's a tiny room with 50 people... he doesn't care if we come or not, so people are always missing... yet there are still never ever enough seats and people have to drag one in from another classroom. Plus, he's super interactive for a stat guy... like, he asks for volunteers all the time to do... whatever the fuck?

Tuesday, he asked for volunteers to answer "A simple 5th grade geography question." I didn't say anything because I thought maybe, just maybe, someone else would go for it. They didn't. I finally was just like, "I'll do it"... And he's like... "Thanks, Kylie... again." I'm like, the only person in there he knows by name. He asks questions all the time too... and no one seems to jump in. I go ahead and answer even if I'm wrong because at least it gets him going. I don't know how 50 fucking people can all be that shy or concerned about looking stupid or whatever. Who cares?

By the way... that question? "France or Spain. Which has the greater land mass." A simple question, huh? I rolled with Spain... and he asked how confident I was. I went with 50%, obviously... because who the fuck knows? Apparently, France has a greater land mass, in case you were dying to fucking know. It was an illustration of confidence vs probability. Like, obviously, there is one correct answer... it's not a probability. I didn't need the illustration, but people seemed to get it better after.

I didn't finish it. I ended up working on an email list for this alumni employer survey. We only have 3 responses... that's really not good.

Oh, and dude... every time I see Mesut (or even just a picture)... I wanna punch him in his smug fat face. But yeah... they do pretty much look like you'd expect. Their names are pretty clearly Indian and Turkish. They look like old Indian and Turkish profs.

Still can't believe Mesut is only 10 years older than me. He looks old enough to be my dad!