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I say this to introduce the fact that I stopped in to work dressed like this on the way to the bardic circle.
I am an adjunct professor. I teach in both the college and the graduate school, but I'm better known to the people on the graduate side because it's also where I got my Masters degree.
So let's say I have to stop in to the college to pick up course evaluation forms. Let's say I'm dressed like this when I do it:
|Is it just me or does it almost look like |
I got in the way of the wife's picture of a perfectly ugly wall?
Except I'm also wearing a jacket.
Would you believe I get the shady 30 year old Hispanic male driving in an upper class neighborhood treatment when I go to the college administration wing?
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So here are the perils of being an adjunct professor. I chose not to walk in Convocation because, eh, it was way down there (28 miles away). Then, when I went to get my faculty ID card, I was told the printer was out of ink but it should be fixed by Thursday.
That was September.
I still haven't got my faculty ID card. It's hard to take books out from the library without an ID card.
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Also, for the first month or so I was teaching, I wasn't officially employed. I'm just that dedicated.
So let's return to that scenario I was talking about. It's the end of the semester, which means I have to get course evaluation forms. On the graduate side it was easy because I teach in our satellite campus.
They know me there.
For the college, I had to go up to the administrative wing. I assumed since I hadn't heard differently, that I should head up to the Academic Dean's office to get them. As I walked down the hallway while wearing a jacket and tie, carrying a file folder, and acting like I knew where I was going (because I did), people ran out of their offices.
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This happens every time I go up to the administrative wing.
So the dean wasn't in his office. This meant I had to go down to the cafeteria to ask him where I should get course evaluation forms.
"They should be in your mailbox."
I have a mailbox?
So I went back up to the administrative wing.
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I went into the copy/mail room to see if I had a box.
While I was in there, another administrator walked in.
"Can I help you?"
Hi, I work here. I'm just an adjunct.
I never did find the course evaluation forms.
All that to say that I can only imagine if this was the reaction I got while looking like a professor, what would the reaction be if I walked in in garb?