I've always hated those people at school (or anywhere) who are know-it-alls. You know, the ones who throw the curve, who always know the right answer to every question, who think that studying is cool.
Turns out I'm now one of those. Not the one who is the smartest - that is way beyond my level - but I am the one whose hand shoots into the air first regardless of what is going on. If the instructor doesn't call on me right away, I start to wave my hand. Why? Because I KNOW THE ANSWER AND EVEN IF I DON'T, YOU CAN BET YOUR REAR END I'M GOING TO GIVE IT A SHOT.
The instructor already pretends that he doesn't see my hand in order to give the other students a chance to thumb through their notes. The other students roll their eyes at me and I roll mine in return as if to say, "You don't know where the maxilla is? I totally went over that at the weekend."
I'm the most annoying person in the class - in fact, last night, I was the only one against an instructor derived "field trip" to Casa Ole (the food there is nasty) instead of staying in class for the last two hours to massage.
I wonder if we're ever going to massage again. Maybe I'll just get a certificate for the best use of wasted time.
2 comments:
That really isn't cool. Seriously. Your instructor sounds like a winner.
Oh, and Bud's sister and husband are in Jackson, MS. There are some seriously wierd people down there, but really nice too. We had fun.
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