Sorry to get you excited, but the title was just to get you to read the post, making you think it's another one of those so well founded arguments that credit cards are the sign of the beast and the millennium is 243 days away and mormon's have food storage b/c they won't be taken up with the others.
Rather, it's the Sociology dept. where anti-social behavior comes with the job, but there's an odd trend I find with these tenured professors. Unless it's earlier than 7 o'clock, they dare not let their office lights show. Instead they hide away in their dark offices hoping that their poor suffering students (suffering b/c they had the poor luck of choosing a tenured prof who no longer cares about student ratings and gives them assignments where they are to learn instead of merely jumping through hoops of busy work, which confounds the young student because the child has never been asked to think before) are fooled by their light-less window and leave them in their cushioned hermitage to ponder life and discover the end of the latest mystery novel before the 2nd chapter. Alone to contemplate their sacrifice of sleep and convictions to get where they're at. Alone to drink their diet Dr. Pepper in a paper bag. The point? who wouldn't want to be a tenured professor?
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Might I say that I added the whole part about dr. pepper before I saw my theory professor's four bottles stashed under his desk, no paper bags were included though.
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