Monday is usually my big day, most spectacularly when I discovered I'd written the wrong lectures (note plural) for that afternoon and that I was teaching for two of the four hours I had left before I was delivering the material. Nobody noticed anything different.
It's the wrong lectures, Grommit.
Still, round about 11.30am I can be heard muttering, "Only five days to the weekend."
First Monday of term there is usually something unexpected to be expected.
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Date: 2006-08-29 12:09 pm (UTC)It's the wrong lectures, Grommit.
Still, round about 11.30am I can be heard muttering, "Only five days to the weekend."
First Monday of term there is usually something unexpected to be expected.
Not sure I want to hear about humping.