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screwyoumarvel) wrote2012-01-06 06:24 am
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Office Hours, Friday
Steve was in his office on Friday, looking through resources for his class and discarding the ones that seemed to have an agenda beyond 'actually educate them about this stuff.' A depressing percentage of the total wound up filed in the circular file, but between what was left and his notes and resources from the last time he'd taught this class, he thought he had plenty to be getting on with.
((Open office is open!))
((Open office is open!))
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Yes. This was what he'd gotten out of his first class, Steve.
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He just hoped Dean had safe search turned on.
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Someday, he'd learn.
"I have difficulty believing that there are five million things to say about chicken wire," he added. "So, hey, another point for the technology of the future, today. The kids weren't all that bad, though. Maybe a little weird, but I didn't get complaints about the intro assignment or anything. How's your week been, Steve?"
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See how long that would last.
"Overall...? Being in the future isn't all that different from the past, I guess. Everything is faster, though. I'm staying with this guy called, well, Guy. Met him at that bar with the band that has really bad hygiene."
Just let him go on believing that one.
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Never mind Guy doesn't have a bowl cut I'm a fuckup news at eleven"Caritas," Steve said, just to be sure, since the other bar, he was pretty sure, was run by vampires or the mob or something.no subject
He has hair, it's close enough."Right," confirmed Dean. "With the band."
The one with poor hygiene!
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This... he kind of had to witness, now.
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