Incidents in the life of.....

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

CONVERSATIONS
I have had three very interesting conversations within the last twelve hours. The first was with a freshman. It was actually funny but I had to suppress it because she was really nervous, actually she was scared. There is this guy who calls every room on campus trying to talk to girls. He calls all the time and makes lewd comments, most of the time sexually. Well anyway, he called her and she entertained him. He told her that he knew her and started describing "her." He gave her a very basic description. She agreed. He told her she gave him her number at a club. Poor baby doesn't even go to clubs. Then he told her he saw her on the yard and someone gave him her number. She starts to panic because he knows how she looks and where she goes to school. Then her roommate, just as naive, starts calling her name. So now he knows her name. She tried to play it off and told him her name was "Laura" but her name is on the voicemail. He called her back and asked why she lied. Anyway, the story goes on. So me being me, I called him. The voicemail picked up but I didn't catch the voice. A girl calls back I tell her I was looking for Deidra. She tells me I have the wrong number. At about 3 am the dude calls back. I immediately recognize the voice. It's the same guy who calls me. He asks who I was looking for. I lie. Then he say's what your name. I cannot lie because I know he heard my voice message when he called 30 seconds prior from a private number and I didn't answer. So I tell him. He thinks he knows me bc my voice sounds familiar. (THINKING: I guess it does when you hear it every night because you need to grow up and stop playing on the phone. Can't say it bc then he would know what school I attend.) So I just say I doubt it because I dialed the wrong number. The he asks what school I attend and where I work. PSYCHO I tell him I had the wrong number and hang up. I hope he doesn't call anymore. Now I can tell my poor friend not to worry. She is going to be so relieved because she said she was going to report him because he was scaring her. She has his phone number and knows his voice. I hope she feels better after I tell her.
The next occurred about an hour after I talked to "Laura." It was from this guy that I am interested in. How interested has yet to be determined. We talked for 2 hours about everything, from school to food to greekdom to relationships to family. I really enjoy talking to him. I don't know what's going to happen. I'm not expecting anything. I will just let the chips fall where they choose. He seems shy, very funny. He loves Mexican, just like me. He has three sisters, so he knows a little more than most guys. I haven't decided if that is good or bad. I like him though. He's interesting.
Then my phone rang at 834 am. I was thinking who is this calling. Everyone that I deal with knows that I do not get up that early. I started not to answer, but I didn't recognize the number. I was so shocked to hear one of my former professors on the phone. She got my number from one of my classmates. She was calling me about a job offer. I am super interested. If I get it, it means I don't have to relocate. It was interesting because we did not get off to the best start. She really bothered me because she kept saying "irregardless." I know its colloquial, but it is not a word and you are the teacher. One day I told her it was bothering me. I was nice about it. She argued me down. It made me more upset when she said it was a derivation of irregular. If it was a word it would be a derivation of regard. Then another day she was trying to explain something and she was using The Color Purple as an example. It was a horrible example and one of my classmates said I am tired of The Color Purple. She thought it was me. She said Ashley, what's your favorite color? Unsuspectingly, I said orange. She said, well from now on it's purple. I was like whoa, where did that come from. Anyway, class progressed and I really began to like her. I got comfortable and began to talk all the time. Every time she asked a question or made a comment I had something to say, mainly because I am opionated (and I guess verbose!). She liked me. She has a lot of faith in my ability too. So anyway, I called the guy about the job. He wasn't in. I left my contact info with the secretary. Then I called my professor back and told her. We talked for about 10, 15 minutes. JUST TALKING I really enjoyed conversing with her, even though it was brief. She told me to call her anytime I needed to talk, professionally or personally. I will too.
I am so glad I talked to her. I was just thinking about how we have the crabs in the barrel syndrome. Then her she comes to help pull one of the crabs out of the barrel. I'm going willingly. That's why I want to teach. I love teachers. They are truly a blessing in more ways than one. I hope to one day be a combination of all the wonderful teachers I have had. I have truly been blessed. I cannot wait to one day help my students like she did. Even if the job fails through, I feel blessed because she thought enough of Ashley and her ability to recommend her. People risk their reputation by doing that. She must think I am one with great ethics and ability. I will forever remember this. Thanks Soror.
I am sure today is going to be a great day. My profesor called with a job offer. The forum is tonight. The illustrious ladies are always doing something, being supreme in service to all mankind. The forum is titled Celebrating a Woman's Worth. I have a feeling it is going to be the bomb. Everything we do is the bomb. Then, hopefully, the culmination of my day will be the conversation with Mr. Interesting.

Posted by Nik :: 1/28/2004 :: 0 Comments: