Today we're writing about: the professor.
Got some painting done today. The current plan is have all the painting finished by Monday night, at which point the laminate will begin to go down. And then we'll get the baseboards in. And then we shall move in.
"What did the professor call you in for?"
"I don't know."
"Maybe it's something good then?"
"No. The professor's reward for being good is to not call you into his office."
"That's true. Well, that last guy's been in there a while now. Maybe his hours will be over before he gets to us."
"Yeah, that'd be nice. So what did you do to get this dubious honor?"
"Fell asleep during his lecture."
"Oh. Oh dear. I've heard what he does to people that do that."
"Bah. That's just a stupid rumor. It can't possibly be true."
"Is that right? Well then, maybe we should check with the guy coming out of his office now. You know, the guy with his eyelids sown together?"