Well, the Boss told me a Western Civ class came up at the last moment. He gave it to a fellow adjunct and apologized for that.
I shrugged. “I’m better off at the pool this summer, sir.”
Western Civilization One, by the way, is like the Crown Jewel in my book. I’ve taught it only once. I love it. It is my area of expertise historically and yet I am not the least bit bothered by the situation.
A sure sign I need to spend the summer recharging the batteries.
In the meantime, I should probably shave.
Steven Francis Murphy
Author of The Limb Knitter and Tearing Down Tuesday
North Kansas City, Missouri