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I Slept Through My First Grad Class This Morning


The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was jump out of bed and write my professor this email:
Joanne, I just woke up and the first thing I'm doing is writing you to tell you how sorry I am for just missing your class today. I know I should be fired for my absence, but I hope there is some way I can make it up. Either by sitting down with Pope or Gentry to look over my PBS [attached to this email] or have them expound on the readings [my notes are also attached] or fill me on on class discussion notes. I am willing to make whatever sacrifice is required to catch up.

I completely planned on waking up with plenty of time to prepare for class. I went to bed relatively early. I set my alarm. I seriously don't know yet what happened.
My excuse is terrible, yet creative. I slept in due to an intense dream I was having. All I can remember is that I dreamed that I was a first time father and I was taking care of my two, small kids and couldn't leave them. When I would try to wake up, they would start crying...

I'll be right up asap,
Bryan

In order to make the bus on time, I had to run. I ran so fast for the bus stop, I ran right out of my sandals. To save time, I ended up taking my flip-flops off and leaping barefoot across the filthy asphalt to barely catch the bus as it was leaving.

When I arrived at class, every one was gone except for the professor and a few other lingerers. I expressed my apologies and asked if there was anything immediately that I could do to make up the missed 3-hour class. "No. Just ask one of your cohorts about some of the discussion we had," came her reply. As she turned away, I thought she muttered, "and take good care of those kids."

p.s. Turns out, the alarm was set for PM, not AM.
p.p.s. I think I dreamed about parenthood because my sister called me the previous night to tell me she was engaged.

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  1. dougThu Sep 24, 11:21:00 AM MDT

    which exactly why playing Counter Strike all night and into the early morning could have saved you from this experience. Thanks for the tip about second skin, what an eye opening piece of work.

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  2. NoelleFri Sep 25, 02:33:00 PM MDT

    Whew, that must have been quite the "wake up call." I love that you ran barefoot to the bus across the filthy asphalt. I'm glad to see you made an effort to make it there even though it was over by the time you got there. I also think maybe your subconscious was referring to Phil's and my condition and not so much Stef and Scott's (at least let's hope not yet....)

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  3. Julie TSat Sep 26, 02:52:00 PM MDT

    That am/pm thing has burned me one time too many...I now assume I've got it wrong and check every time specifically for that! And I am proud of you for not creeping into the Counter Strike world and greatly diminishing your academic effectiveness!

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