today for the first time in my life I took part in an exam ....
other side of the fence ..... this time .....
an incredible feeling ...
just the second time that the barbarian horde overwhelm me upon entering the classroom ....
the usual things ..
sure it does not copy, they're not talking .....
check identities ... in short routine.
then suddenly fall back sucked into a vortex exciting ....
a warm voice, delicate, sweet (I'm sure, was that of an angel, I say no ... whatever) calls my attention: "Professor, I'm sorry, I can ask you something?"
and tell you to do!! did not understand anything more !!!!!!
professor called me !!!!!
how exciting !!!!!!
dungeon!
: D: D: D: D ........
other times in life I had called Professor ... indeed actually Prufessò. It happened at the restaurant where I break your ass 14 hours a day for just over 60 € ....
the old man, the master In short, not that of brother Alfieri ... known cammorrista 80s
said that I looked like 'or professor and Vesuvian .... I also (in the sense often) high schools (in terms of level of education, not altitude ....), and then had taken to calling me that ......
and we want to do is a terrible life .....
but not today, it was different, today I was there, but on the other side of the fence.
today in my eyes (I always say the hubbub of people who hit me as soon as the classroom doors were open), they were all cute little children, the kind you see in the morning outside the schools, each in his banquet, according to THAT 'which was an order imposed ..... although it has been a struggle between those who wanted to copy, between those who wanted to talk .... and among those planning to do a look "sguencio" (my term to refer to a typical look attractive) turned to me, he thought about his business. And no, this is definitely not.
around among the benches, in the classroom ....
of a sudden I stop, before my headache and I see what once was my place, one where I sat down to take the exam .....
chose the same place. right first row bench seat outside so no one .... because I could ditrarre. I thought, "heck I stand, I do not fuck with me ..."
this was the first equation is not satisfied. on time someone sat behind me in 10 minutes the end of the tests told me "sorry, I spend the last year?"
is known that the last financial year is always the most pain in the ass, I mean a 4-sided sheet Protocol ..... and then I thought, "but as I'm the first bank to spit from a prof. But what courage !!!!" and sometimes I even pissed off, given the absurd insistence ....
today my place was busy, there was a sweet young lady, petite and pretty in appearance and manner. there has been quiet to do his duty, made up, eager to dimpostrare all his knowledge ....
10 minutes and guess who the end I had to haul so that they leave her alone ......
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