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You've all known one. The brown-nosing fucker, the 'comedian', the drunk, the gossip and of course the weird one with no mates who goes bell ringing, looks like Mr Majika and sports a monk's haircut (and is a woman).

Tell us about yours...

Thanks to Deskbound for the idea

(, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 9:09)
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A couple of years ago, I was working at a med school in the midlands. Most of the teaching staff were medics themselves, and this meant that they didn't really need much by way of office space; it was felt that a large, open plan affair was appropriate. I, being a humanities type, was more used to having my own office and being available to students pretty much all the time. Indeed, they even have my home phone number.

One day, a couple of students knocked on the office door, wanting to know if N, one of their lecturers, was in. She was - indeed, only she and I were.
"Sure," I said as I let them in. "She's down at the other end of the office."
A few minutes later, the students left, and N came thundering down the office.
"WHAT did you think you were doing?"
"Huh?"
"Letting students in!"
"They wanted to see you. They had a question. You run the course the query concerned. You were in. QED."
"Students are NOT allowed just to come and see staff at any time! They are NOT allowed in here! I could have been setting an exam!"
"My students can come to see me any time they want. And if I'm setting an exam, I'll turn off my monitor. 'S'no biggie."

N looked baffled. She honestly had no idea that her job might involve, like, trying to inspire students with a love of the subject.

Silly cow.
(, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 16:18, 4 replies)
I am currently
hiding in my office with my door closed avoiding students. Admittedly when they knock I do let them in. I'm also trying to write 2 exam papers. Timely post.

(From next week I'll be harder to find as I've just moved 122 miles away from my office...)
(, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 16:22, closed)
I was always confused by the informalness of lecturers when I started uni.
I always felt like a goon writing a large email starting with "Dear Dr xxx" and getting one back that ended in "cheers, dave".

Then again you do get some types that let everyone know they're a doctor. It's usually for pretend subjects.
(, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 18:20, closed)
pretend subjects
Yup! But that's seven years of Higher Education to get that pretend subject PhD, so if you don't call me doctor I'll... I'll... do nothing, really...
(, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 18:36, closed)
p.s.
I don't care if I'm called doctor or not, but I get VERY upset when someone calls me "Mrs". Grrrrr, that's YOU, insurance company! And YOU, BT. If I'd wanted to be a Mrs I would've gotten married. *shuffles off pretending someone would actually marry her*
(, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 18:38, closed)

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