Clarissa's Blog

So I’m done with my secretarial duties for the day and am ready to start celebrating the best marriage known to humanity*.

Students look very disturbed when they encounter me at the secretary’s desk, stuffing envelopes. I have a feeling that seeing somebody of my intellectual caliber and impressive qualifications engaged in such a task messes with their heads. I dig that because it’s funny to observe.

The only downside of sitting in the secretary’s office is that it is located at the entrance to the Chair’s office, and my colleagues suspect me of eavesdropping on their fraught discussions with the recalcitrant students they are obligated to bring to the Chair. I’m getting tired of explaining that I have a hearing problem that prevents me from listening in on these discussions even if I wanted to do so.

So I told the Chair I was hungry and was leaving for the day.

“Ah, so you are human!” he exclaimed.

N is at work so I started celebrating on my own by visiting the Indian buffet. Now I will go buy some gifts for myself.
And it’s still snowing intermittently which, I believe,  is a great sign.

I can’t explain it but I feel like this difficult semester ended today even though there are still weeks to go.

* Your marriage is amazing, as well, of course. I’m just talking from my own perspective.