Do you feel neglected, Dear Diary? It's finals season (the penultimate one before graduation) so my sleep schedule, fruit and vegetable intake, general well being, and school work quality, all feel neglected. Especially exercise regimen, but I've been neglecting that for two years, so what else is new? Last night, after our last class with Prof Papa, we went out for drinks, Papa included. Well, those of is with work ethic went home to work on finals, but I was not in that group.
Despite 35 years of working at the school, Papa had never been to the
bar we had chosen, one of only 2 restaurant/bars within a three minute walk from the school. Giving him directions for the place just down the street seemed impossible, so After much debate over whether it's perpendicular to T.G.I. Friday (nothing is), I sent Jesse to escort him over.
The rest of his time with us (he had a tennis date later) was just as delightfully cranky as the beginning. He ordered "2 big sides of guacamole, just two big things, as fast as you can," to a confused waitress. "Do you want chips with that?". As Jesse later explained later, 30 minutes with Papa was just the perfect amount of time, before all his conversation topics have been exhausted and his true awkwardness comes out. isn't that true for all of is?
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