Everyone knows how not good with numbers and math I am. Did I mention that I have a Physics class this semester, a physics class at 8:00 in the morning that is. I hate that class! If I don't pass the class, I don't graduate this semester.
The professor is 80 something years old, from India, and blind in one eye. His accent is as thick as his inability to teach, which is pretty thick. No one understands him, even the hearing people in my class have trouble. The interpreters sometimes struggle, they tell me when he says stuff funny. If anyone asks him to clarify what he says, he just repeats himself. If no one understood it the first time, they surely didn't understand it the second time. People gave up asking questions, now he yells at the class for not asking questions. What a pain in the neck! I don't understand anything in that class and there were no prerequisites for either. My advisor at the university told me to take that class because it "is an easy class" which is not true at all. I am definitely regretting I took the class but there is no option of dropping the class so I am just hoping for a D just so I can graduate and move on with my life. Not that I know what I am going to do after graduation anyway but anything is better that sitting in that horrible class at 8:00 in the morning three days a week.
Okay so how does a beautiful woman like me get help with physics? I flirt of course, with a young guy in my class. So now I have a tutor twice a week. Usually we meet in a study lounge in school but recently we went out to lunch together on a "study date" I guess you could call it. It is weird, just about anything can be considered a date these days. We went to lunch and didn't talk much about physics. Sweet kid but he is 14 years my junior. I feel like a cougar. Rrrrwwwwoooowwwwwww......
He kept telling me, "That's not that bad." When I referred to how much younger he is than I. He is a musician, a composer. Cute, but it just seems weird to me because he is so much younger than I am. Anyway, I still need his help with the class so either way, I am still going to have him as a tutor for a while. I will just have to hold him at bay.
Although..., the thought of a younger man...hmmm. His hair is a little long, normally I prefer short hair but it looks good on him. He has a nice style of clothes and speaks well educated. We never have to try to think of something to say. I really don't want anything to become uncomfortable that makes it difficult for him to tutor me, because I need his help. Numbers are not my thing, unless it is phone numbers, I can always get phone numbers. lol
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