Discovered the adjunct office today at Hunter...it kind of smells indefinably, and the computers are old and creaky, and the key sticks in the lock, but it's a room of one's own. Well, if 'one' means every other adjunct in the dept. But it's a cozy little run-down lounge type space with chairs that are falling apart and walls yellowed from years of nervous adjuncts smoking between classes. I actually kind of like it.
Off to educate...if by 'educate' I mean watching Good Times....
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Educate their faces off... and i want a smelly office of my own! Why won't someone give me a fucking smelly office!!! FUCKERS!!!!
I'm sorry... did you just say you can SMOKE in the adjunct room?
i don't think you're allowed to, but you know that people do
i'd like to see how that'd fly in the special collections room.
"oh, i'm sorry - were those books important? well, now they're a bit more yellow is all."
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