I taught only two section of Dr. Noll's Introduction to Sociology class for the undergraduates. One is one Tuesday and the other is on Thursday. The Thursday class stands out. Both, I decided to start off with bang. Thursday section surprised me with AJ.
I figured I'll conduct an experiment on them, I observed the natural social environment. Each student brought a different element to the class. There were girls absorbed in their looks, studious students making outlines, some Sociology majors, and the other just want to fulfill their social science requirement. Casually dressed in jeans, I snuck in the back. A snotty rich kid sophomore swinging his car keys started me.
"Hey, how are you today?"
"Fine, I got a little lost, has she started?"
"No she hasn't arrived yet, what a diva right."
"I guess so maybe she's lost, I swear Library West moves."
"Well... I'm sophomore, so maybe I can show you around, I'm Jermaine."
"Jermaine..."
"Yes..."
"Thanks but I already have plans."
"Just like the rest of them, I just trying to nice to you."
"Like I said, thanks but no thanks."
"You got plans. How about you reconsider and I'll come through and get you. Tonight, you and me will ride around time in Jaguar XL7."
"Oh sweet...but I have plans."
"What plans could be more important to me?"
"Me." So thankful for the rescue, I wanted to look up and thank my hero. That's when I saw him, Allenmichael Bradshaw Junior. AJ was the freshmen quarterback stirring up trouble in the SEC. Newsweek said college football hasn't seen a start like this since Tim Tebow. When I saw him on the roster, I said yeah a jock. Jock means spoil kid with a free ticket who expect me to pass them. I didn't say a word but the snot did.
"Oh I'm sorry my man, I didn't knew she was spoken for. She didn't say."
"I heard the conversation, she said plenty."
"Yeah I came on strong, couldn't help, she's bad man."
"Excuse me!"
"With all respect of course."
"Maybe you should shut up and sit down before she pounces. She's wild one." Just like that, jaw on the floor, he strolled off to another pretty face. Too bad she was into Allenmichael, as was I."
"I'm Allenmichael by the way."
I stood up, I ought to begin class now. Walking to the front, I put my stuff on the teacher's desk and said, "It's Cat, or Ms. Daniels. Welcome to Intro to Sociology Section 1311, I'm your T.A."
"Some girl said I know she didn't."
The snotty kid said, "I'm going to Noll."
"Cool, he has office hours for now. For the rest you who care to stay, as I observe the natural social environment in the classroom, I was wondering what is Sociology."
Everyone has stunned in their eyes, everyone except Allenmichael. I could tell he had a hunger in him. The rest of the class went just as smooth. The clock tolled and the class was dismissed. Allenmichael stayed behind.
"Yes?"
"So how long were you going to let that jerk harass you?"
"Not long. I taught high school for two years and I told those children, 'I hit kids.' I was planning to stop here."
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