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I'm going back to school with pronounced proding and admonishment from my lovely wife.
So as I've been meeting with enrollment counselors and advisors while waiting in lobbies for my appointments. I always have a little down time to day dream, reminisce of what colud of been, if only I would have got my schooling out of the way 20 years ago, etc etc.
I occassionally see students in the lobby sitting nearby as I wait, thinking as my mind wanders. Sometimes a young lady may smile at me in a pleasent manner. I, misreading her intentions delusionally speculate she may be enamoured with my distinguished yet curious looks. However when engaging in dialouge with these kids, 9 times out of ten, especially the females usually ask me if I'm a professor or an instructor.
I explain to them I only have 12 credits to my name and encourage them not to take the road I took or they colud be me in 20 years, daydreaming in the lobbies of unknown college campuses.
dbs
So as I've been meeting with enrollment counselors and advisors while waiting in lobbies for my appointments. I always have a little down time to day dream, reminisce of what colud of been, if only I would have got my schooling out of the way 20 years ago, etc etc.
I occassionally see students in the lobby sitting nearby as I wait, thinking as my mind wanders. Sometimes a young lady may smile at me in a pleasent manner. I, misreading her intentions delusionally speculate she may be enamoured with my distinguished yet curious looks. However when engaging in dialouge with these kids, 9 times out of ten, especially the females usually ask me if I'm a professor or an instructor.
I explain to them I only have 12 credits to my name and encourage them not to take the road I took or they colud be me in 20 years, daydreaming in the lobbies of unknown college campuses.
dbs
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