I ought to sit back, laugh, and drink champagne, except, unfortunately, that tomorrow the deluge of term papers and lab reports washes up to my door and inundates my office with work. Then there’s the small matter of a final exam next week.
I’m thinking I may actually be done done next Wednesday.
But I’ll still find time to see the new Guardians of the Galaxy movie tomorrow!
No more lectures.
No more books.
No more student’s dirty looks!
There are five post-credits scenes to catch (four of which are intra-credits scenes) and they are well worth the wait.
I retired several years ago after 40 years of teaching psychology to undergraduates at the community college level. I tell people I spent 40 years on the same floor of the same building, which means I am either a very stable personality or I have no ambition; take your choice. Nevertheless, even in retirement I occasionally have what I call my “standard teaching dream”. It usually involves me not being able to find a video or a test I need, trying vainly to run off a handout on a balky copy machine, or something else that makes me 30 minutes late for class and when I finally get there everybody has gone home. To PZ and others who are academics: Am I alone in this? BTW, none of these dreams have ever happened to me in real life.
Oliver #3,
Even after being out of teaching for thirty years, it still pops up my dreams. Usually combined with my industrial job, with a backdrop from one the Tomb Raider games, trying to meet deadlines. Dreams are funny.
Oh, and I thought you had *good* taste in movies. Illusion shattered.