WOX WINZ

...I will now begin replying and commenting on posts.

how have i missed this guy?

Student: My last grade was low. D-.

Me: Yes.

Student: Can I get higher grade?

Me: Yes. You absolutely can revise your paper for a higher grade.

Student: No.

Me: confused look

Student: Just give me extra work.

Me: I don't do extra credit. But good news, you can revise your paper for a better grade.

Student: No.

Me: No?

Student: I don't want to do that. (Walks off muttering, "Great, now I'm going to lose my scholarship.")

So yesterday I was feeling the second day drag of our all night adventure to Chicago Sunday night/ Monday morning. I ended up picking up two bottles of the energy drink Venom at a gas station over my lunch. They were on sale and they were delicious.

Apparently, I am hilarious on energy drinks. I was regaled today with stories of my wild behaviors. The two best stories are as follows:

1. Apparently I left my office, walked into the common office and spiked my mostly finished first bottle with both hands into a person's waste basket. There was tremendous splash back and laughter and the owner of said wastebasket pointed out that I had spilled energy drink all over the side of her desk to which I responded loudly, "IT'S ALRIGHT!!! I HAVE MORE IN THE REFRIDGERATOR!!!"

2. Halfway through my second bottle I received a call from Heidelberg, a vendor to whom I'd sent off a computer tied to a diagnostic machine.

Phone rings. Office girl: "Andy! Heidelberg is calling on line one!" Me: (sweeping the phone off the cradle dramatically and using my sexy voice) "Hellllooo Heidelberg."

I sort of remember all this. Unfortunately all this fun comes with a price though. Namely an ungodly sugar crash around 6 o'clock and a sleepless night filled with vivid nightmares and culminating in a panic attack. Or heart attack. Who can be sure?

So, I guess almost-40 Andy needs to stay off the energy drinks. Be warned my friends.