Graduate Class and Zoom Class



The one-hour commute to the city for the Graduate class at the university was a long one because of semis, potholes, and even deer who fed on the state-planted wildflowers to save on mowing costs, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as receiving a text from the faculty member fifteen minutes before class and forty-five minutes into my commute that the class was canceled.

 



Zoom Class













During the
pandemic, I turned on my pc and clicked on the Zoom shortcut for my
university class. I was shocked and tried not to laugh at my
professor. She had a bag of Doritos propped against her pillow and
laid there on top of her paisley comforter in a long night gown. She
fidgeted with the sound and camera, but clearly couldn’t operate
it, or we wouldn’t have seen such a comedic view. Apparently, her
university department hadn’t trained her for the online class
conversion.
 
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