Thursday, January 12, 2006
The first closing shift of the semester went relatively well. After throwing the hot food around one-fifteen, a drunk frat rat came for chicken strips, expressed indignation when told we had thrown them away already, and subsequently plucked a chicken tender from the trashcan. Fisayo, Griselda, and I, plus the rat's two friends, observed this with some mild disgust. One of his friends gave him a good kick in the pants and apologized for his behavior. The kid was only slightly drunk; he definitely understood the social implications of his actions. Fisayo and I concur that customers like him keep us working at one in the morning.
The first two days of school went well. Ich habe schon die Hausaufgaben, aber sie nicht schwierig sind. The German short story course will consume the most time and will prove most difficult/challenging. We only read five pages for each session, but at my low level, comprehending those five pages will require some exertion. The other three classes (Greek, German conversation, and the Troy site excavation seminar) consist as well of much writing, which must all be managed wisely around work and the meetings/events I attend for Deutscher Klub and the Classical Society.
Ich muss jetzt zur Arbeit gehen, obwohl ich mehr zu sagen habe. Ich werde später mehr schreiben.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 10:40 AM]