Poetry Appreciation Update

The poem (see previous post) made it to the Chair of the Department at the Stop Day Luncheon.
Gee, I don't know how that happened. But somehow little old me got blamed for it. Just because I had a readily available copy in my front pocket after Sasha took it off his door Friday morning does not prove intent... maybe I just like poetry.
As it was being read by our sometimes intimidating chair, Sasha was noticeably nervous. The Chair looked up with a straight face, "Was this a female student?" Sasha seemed taken aback, and then answered quietly, "Yes." I must admit, I was a bit nervous myself, and wanting to derail any unpleasant accusations added the probably-not-very-helpful comment of, "Well actually there are about three of them."
There was a moment of silence among the audience (seriously about five profs, six TAs, and the secretaries who barely could contain their giggles). He looked at the note, handed it back and said a genuine, "Good for you." He then walked off with a smirk on his face and the secretaries laughing in tow (presumably to make more jokes).

I now have a giant bulls-eye on me, and I'm waiting for the Ukrainian to get me back. Bring it on, Kiev. Bring it on.

I know what you're thinking: surely there must be something better to talk about than a little light hearted not-really scandal? Nope. We are so boring that this is as good as it gets. Unless you want to hear about me e-mailing students the university registrar's final exam website instead of actually giving them the time and date like they asked. Maybe they should have shown up to class in the past... four weeks. Or maybe they should just check the internet where its readily available.