Who who?? HEHEH, my prof!
His emails NEVER fail to make me burst out laughing or occassionally, just smiling appreciatively.
Let me share what he wrote:
“Finally, over the next week or more, if you hear of some odd (yet strangely alluring in looks) Indian gentleman of perfect height and weight (not too much, not too little) wandering round and round the campus green in the rain with a glazed look in his eyes, muttering to himself “the more assignments you set, the more you have to grade, you idiot,” then that would be me. Lead me gently to Mr Tea, buy me some masala tea (siu dai), and then lead me back gently, but firmly, to the b-school elevator and press level 5 for me please. Someone will take care of me from there. The staff know very well of these strange 15th and 16th week afflictions of professors and they will pay you the 90 cents for the tea and subtract from my pay directly.”
I’m SO glad I’m his student. It really changed my perception of smu profs (especially unlucky me have to endure countless notorious profs so far).*grinnns*
