I know I'm about to graduate when professors start giving me a hard time for hanging out in the department office too much.
(standing in the hall, totally discussing my suicide prevention project with Prof Israel)
Prof Papa: Don't you have classes to go to? You just hang out here all day?
Prof Israel: Papa, you think I'd just idle in the hallways talking to a student?
Moi: I don't know what either of you are talking about. We were discussing my final paper here and I'm a legit student.
At my subsequent meeting, I couldn't stop smiling over the deja vu. I'm pretty sure I got yelled at by at least 2 different professors at the Bo' for loitering around the department office too much in senior year. Although I guess I have come a long way since then. At the Bo', I knew that if the front door was locked (because the office was closed and no one was there), I could always break in through the back door. Here, I know that I better not leave anything in the office after 5:30pm because the doors lock automatically and my swipe card doesn't give me access. That's an improvement.
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