Barry wanted class to be short that day. Why didn't he skip? He had already reached - and surpassed - the point at which he could comprehend what they were talking about in class. And it was English. He didn't even know which frickin' novel he should be reading.
So, he dragged his ass to class.
People tried hide their surprise at the 'new person' and sat down quietly.
The prof walked in and ignored Barry. That's when Barry's free ticket appeared. There was a *clunk* on the large picture window behind the class.
Everyone whipped around to see a large bird of prey lying on the ground.
It was convulsing a bit.
"Guess we better go see if it's ok." the prof intoned.
Some students began talking in low voices. Others went outside with the prof. Barry had already grabbed his stuff and was heading for his car to go home and watch Maury Povich.
How could he be expected to work when there was an endangered bird dying outside his class?
-based on a true story
So, he dragged his ass to class.
People tried hide their surprise at the 'new person' and sat down quietly.
The prof walked in and ignored Barry. That's when Barry's free ticket appeared. There was a *clunk* on the large picture window behind the class.
Everyone whipped around to see a large bird of prey lying on the ground.
It was convulsing a bit.
"Guess we better go see if it's ok." the prof intoned.
Some students began talking in low voices. Others went outside with the prof. Barry had already grabbed his stuff and was heading for his car to go home and watch Maury Povich.
How could he be expected to work when there was an endangered bird dying outside his class?
-based on a true story
