Bizarre event #1: The professor's wife is a strange lady. She was introduced the first day as his wife and his assistant but she doesn't really do anything but shuffle in and out of the back office and complete very random tasks that sort of disrupt the class. Example: refilling the carrots on the snack tray even though there are still about 25 carrots left. Anyways, last night she appears, from the back door right as the class is quieting down to begin. She enters the bathroom which opens into the actual classroom so she is in good hearing range. She begins to wail. As in cry so loudly that I thought it was a joke and was part of his usual opening skit he does. It was wild. The entire class just looked at each other very puzzled and didn't really say much else. Our professor didn't hear because he is pretty hard of hearing so he just went on like normal. About ten minutes later she exits the bathroom, nose red, and storms out. Then immediately comes back in, demands (in front of the class) for his car keys and his credit card and then pushes him as she leaves. He pretended like it didn't happen and continued with his lecture. I have never been more confused in my life.
Bizarre event #2: The laughing lady. So we had a new woman in our class last night. I have never seen her in class before. She was an older lady, very well dressed, looked like she could have been a fourth grade spanish teacher or something. So class starts and we have heard all of the professor's jokes before and I might have chuckled the first time around, but after class number seven they just really don't pack the same punch as they used to. Well this lady couldn't get enough. I swear to god I think she was stoned or took some sort of laughing gas before class. It wasn't just a giggle here or there, it was full on wild laughter that we actually couldn't hear over. She was laughing so hard she had to take her inhaler. Not kidding. I was so perplexed...as was the rest of the class. My favorite person in the class looked over at me at one point and made the "has she been smoking pot gesture?". And it wasn't just for the first ten minutes...it went on for two hours. And then she excused herself because she had to leave early. It was kind of awesome, but super bizarre.
Bizarre event # 3: Sweatsuit Man. Ok...so I don't really need to explain this nickname. Don't get me wrong, I love a good sweatsuit but you need to change it up a bit. AND if you are going to be a perv, please at least wear clothes we can take you seriously in. So sweatsuit man farted in my face. Literally, within two feet of my face. I was seated and he was getting up to present his past tense sentence and he just let it go. In my face. No acknowledgement. He then proceeded to make a comment about how many women he gets into pools. Sick.
I snuck a photo of sweatsuit man, but I feel like I would be violating some sort of right if I put it up. So I didn't. I wish someone I knew was in this class with me....to witness how wild it really is.
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