First of all, when I looked at the schedule of classes, the wrong room was listed (why is this?!) I set off to look for that room in the science building. I wandered around completely confused for what seemed like eternities! When I found the science building, all the numbers had "S" in front of them. I wasn't looking for 'S'106; I was looking for room 106. (As listed in the [incorrect] schedule listing)
I thought, this must be some strange appendage on the science building, where they stuck an 'S' in front of the numbers to indicate it is said strange appendage.
So, I walked through a set of doors, thinking I must be in the real science building. Except, in this part of the building, all the numbers had 'A' in front of them. I couldn't understand it! I was beginning to panic! Finally, I stopped the professor in front of 'A'106. I fired off questions at her as if I were the Inquisition and she were a heretic! "Where am I?! Am I in the Science Building? What room is this?! Where is Room 106? Why do these all have 'A's in front of them?!!!" The panic was mounting in my voice, but she shut me up with one look; that halting ability that only professors seem to have.
"What class are you looking for?" She peered over her glasses calmly and cooly. I explained that I was supposed to be in the math department in the science building, and that my class was supposed to be in room 106. She pointed me to the correct classroom- which was, in fact, 'S'106. (Why in the hell didn't they just list it that way on the course schedule?!!)
I crept into class 20 minutes late. The professor, a short elderly man wearing a blue shirt and tie with khakis- the type of professor that just strikes you as a mild-mannered intellect from the beginning- also shot me the halting look. I hung my head guiltily and slid into a desk.
As I glanced over the blackboard and scribbled notes furiously to make up for my missed twenty minutes, something struck me. Why were we going over improper integrals? Why are all these problems about limit convergence and divergence? Well, we must simply be reviewing. Yes, it is standard on the first day of class to review material. This is good. It's good that he's reviewing these things, and he's a really great explainer. I like the way he teaches. I smile at the professor approvingly.
About twenty more minutes go by, and I'm thinking that I understand this divergence theorem better than I ever understood it before. Then I realize that he hasn't even mentioned the course name. Or his name. Am I sure that I'm in the right class? I sit back and look over my notes. This is Calculus III! I look at the blackboard. I swear, this has to be Calculus III!! I know this stuff! It's so familiar. It's just like.. Just like- - Just like the first day of Calc III!!!!
I look at the door. What do I do? I'm missing my real class! But I came in late. I can't just get up and leave! I've already disrupted class once, and what am I going to do, grab my things and dart out the door to disrupt this class again, only to go disrupt another class? Is that what I'm going to do? Is it?! I'm chastising myself at this point. I had better just sit here and take notes and pretend nothing is wrong. Another twenty minutes go by. The soft-spoken professor in the blue shirt and tie assigns homework, and I copy it down. I smile as I leave the class.
I wonder if they'll realize what happened...
Later, I searched for your office, professor Johnston. And you gave me the syllabus, even though you seemed very unhappy with me at the time. Again, Professor Johnston, I'm really, really sorry that I missed your class.
But maybe that Calc III class was just a tad more fun...
Well, don't worry, I'll see you on Tuesday, right on time.
Glad we cleared all this up!
~Confused Student # 'S' 576