I was talking to a friend here at work about college and it made me think of mine, so come on share yours...and dont say you havent had any we all know better.
Here is mine to get the ball rolling:
It was my freshman year at college. I had some sort of english class in the morn as my first class. This was on the second floor of a building. The building itself was unique in that the classes were small rooms that had ceiling to floor glass windows as the outside wall
which overlooked an open balcony. Anyways, i never really was a breakfast type of a person to begin with, but being as it was college and i had decided i needed all the energy i could get to make it through the day, after all this wasnt high school anymore i thought to myself it was big bad college with this in mind i decided i should eat a nice breakfast before my i headed out to class in the mornings. This worked out ok the first week until this particular day.
i had a nice big breakfast that morning before class, i walked in and sat down, the aisles were pretty narrow and the class consisted of about maybe 20-25 people. I decided to sit in the middle of the room so as not to draw unwanted attention from the professer until i got into the groove of things.
So about 20 minutes into class, i start feeling queezy, and nauseous. I try to take a few deep breathes without drawing attention. Doesnt help... I start to sweat, can i hold out til the end of class i wonder to myself?
I look back, no back door!
If i get up im going to have to interrupt the professer's lecture and walk right in front of him. Damn!
Im feeling worse, heart is pounding and i feel my stomach churning. i get the feeling the food food making its way up my throat getting ready to explode out in front of me. Right onto the nicely dressed girl doodling on her notebook.
F-it im bolting, I just hope i dont trip over a chair.
I get up rush the door and as soon as i make it outide its over i give up and let it all out.
Its all over the balcony and rail. I spit out the remaining stuff and that nice long drool hanging from my lips and raise my head to the glorious sun.
RELIEF at last!
Then it hits me! FUDGE....i grimace at the moment of realization...there is no wall behind me....only glass...
i picture the girl that sat next to me looking out in astonishment..the whole class looking at me with a disgusted look on their collective faces.....CRAP!! dang it!! sonofab--h!!! Why me lord!!
So i head to the bathroom with out looking back....clean up and wait around til class is over....i promptly picked up my gear and exited without so mauch as looking at the professer and make a bee line to the add/drop department.
Sorry for the long read folks!!!
But thats my story....
🙂
Here is mine to get the ball rolling:
It was my freshman year at college. I had some sort of english class in the morn as my first class. This was on the second floor of a building. The building itself was unique in that the classes were small rooms that had ceiling to floor glass windows as the outside wall
which overlooked an open balcony. Anyways, i never really was a breakfast type of a person to begin with, but being as it was college and i had decided i needed all the energy i could get to make it through the day, after all this wasnt high school anymore i thought to myself it was big bad college with this in mind i decided i should eat a nice breakfast before my i headed out to class in the mornings. This worked out ok the first week until this particular day.
i had a nice big breakfast that morning before class, i walked in and sat down, the aisles were pretty narrow and the class consisted of about maybe 20-25 people. I decided to sit in the middle of the room so as not to draw unwanted attention from the professer until i got into the groove of things.
So about 20 minutes into class, i start feeling queezy, and nauseous. I try to take a few deep breathes without drawing attention. Doesnt help... I start to sweat, can i hold out til the end of class i wonder to myself?
I look back, no back door!
If i get up im going to have to interrupt the professer's lecture and walk right in front of him. Damn!
Im feeling worse, heart is pounding and i feel my stomach churning. i get the feeling the food food making its way up my throat getting ready to explode out in front of me. Right onto the nicely dressed girl doodling on her notebook.
F-it im bolting, I just hope i dont trip over a chair.
I get up rush the door and as soon as i make it outide its over i give up and let it all out.
Its all over the balcony and rail. I spit out the remaining stuff and that nice long drool hanging from my lips and raise my head to the glorious sun.
RELIEF at last!
Then it hits me! FUDGE....i grimace at the moment of realization...there is no wall behind me....only glass...
i picture the girl that sat next to me looking out in astonishment..the whole class looking at me with a disgusted look on their collective faces.....CRAP!! dang it!! sonofab--h!!! Why me lord!!
So i head to the bathroom with out looking back....clean up and wait around til class is over....i promptly picked up my gear and exited without so mauch as looking at the professer and make a bee line to the add/drop department.
Sorry for the long read folks!!!
But thats my story....
🙂
