February 09, 2005

I once killed a man in vegas just to see him die...

Steven Taylor has a funny story about how a professor's reputation with the students evolves in some rather interesting ways.

I have experience with this in two funny ways: first, my wife and I graduated from college at the same time, and we met in graduate school. But her first year of college she attended the college that I currently teach at, which also happens to be a women's college. So, of course, the students all :know" the "fact" of how I married one of my students....

The other one is that I had a student have a severe asthma attack in class two springs ago. The classroom was right on the ground floor of one of the main classroom buildings during the busiest teaching slot. So sure enough, when the paramedic squad was taking her out of my classroom on a stretcher, most of the student body happened to be filing by. She was fine, which is great, but now all the students "know" about the time I yelled at/beat a student so badly that they had to take her to the hospital....

Posted by Steve at February 9, 2005 01:18 PM

You might want to keep that last story alive. And did you at least give your wife an A?

Posted by: RobertJ at February 9, 2005 02:16 PM

I think you once mentioned, Steve, that you have a French Foreign legion certificate on your office wall. I was telling my wife that story (we were watching one of the Indiana Jones movies when I laughed and said "reminds me of the Llamas . . . ")

My wife, by the way, believes that the Llamas are completely fictional characters I made up. She thinks it is merely further proof of my advanced mental illness. It took me a year to get her to believe that Lileks exists; now, even she turns to me from time to time during a movie or TV show and says "reminds me of Lileks."

Posted by: The Colossus at February 9, 2005 02:51 PM

Actually, it's my Kentucky Colonel's commission, and yes, I have climbed out my office window to avoid students.

Posted by: Steve the LB at February 9, 2005 02:58 PM
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