So the other day Ashley had to stay after school for some Biology assignment. While she was in his class, I was with a friend. We were just chatting in the hallway. When I mentioned the teacher Ashley was with (we’ll call him Mr. B) my friend wanted to go visit him. She said that he was one of her favorite teachers last year.
And so we went to Mr. B’s class room, where Ashley was vigorously scribbling down the answers to some assignment or another. Mr. B walked in, seeing my friend and me, and started talking to her. She was telling him about her science class this year and how boring it was.
Somewhere in the middle of the conversation I cut in. “Mr. B, don’t you remember me?”
He stared blankly at my face, clearly not recognizing it.
“I was one of your favorite students.”
At that point he starts to gape. He would remember if I just gave him one more second. He had to know my face after all.
I decided to cut him a break pretty early on. “Just kidding. I’ve never had you before.”
Needless to say he was both embarrassed and laughing. Guess he’ll remember Ashley’s sister now.
~Courtney