One little thing

As I was driving to work this morning, Robert called. When the phone started ringing I figured it must be him (who else would call the cell at 740 am?) and my heart started beating a little too fast because if there's one thing Robert hates, it's cell phones. And if there's one thing Robert hates most of all about cell phones, it's that people talk on them while they are driving (well, then and when they are out with other people, but that's a different story). So I knew that if he was calling when he knew I was driving it must be important. And probably bad. Oh G-d, I hope the kids are OK!

"Jovi? You forgot the speakers."

Oh crap. Crap, crap, crap. I mean, thank G-d the kids are fine, but crap!

See, I was planning to show a movie in class. But without the speakers there would be no sound.

After I calmed down I realized it really wasn't a huge tragedy. We're spending the next two days on Rasta, and while the plan had been to watch the documentary "Ras/Tafari" today and elaborate and discuss tomorrow, I had the lecture with me, so being both flexible and quick like a monkey I made the bold decision to do the lectures (slightly modified) TODAY, and the movie tomorrow. Seriously, check out my mad leadership and decision making skillz! Can't say that 6 years of grad school was wasted on me, no sir!

But oh, my poor students! In they stumbled at the unholy hours of 8 and 9am, bleary eyed and wanting very little so much as to watch a movie and not think even a little bit. When I cheerfully explained about the forgotten speakers and my new plan to lecture today the air of disappointment in the room was palpable. One eager student had even worn a Rasta tshirt to class in celebration.

In the end, tho, I like to think that the class was pretty enjoyable (please, let me cling to my illusion). Rasta was a topic they chose, and no matter how dull they might have found Marcus Garvey or Haile Selassie, they thrilled to discussion of the religious use of herb in Rasta.

Now that's good learnin'!