I still sit in the front row seat closest to the door

I am done with my work for today mostly I have one more memo to type up but that isn't a big deal. Just letting the guys know how to get in touch with me for the next 6 days in case something happens.
I've read all of littlecuties diary now -- you seem to be very interesting --good luck on your finals. Thanks for the compliment.
In college I had several friends that were nursing students and one of the girls I taught skiing with was a nursing student too. I liked her and we would flirt a lot but see was sadly engaged to a really nice guy.
My room-mates were all accounting majors and they were not very good students -- or at least they weren't good at accounting. Their big copies of "The principles of accounting" book was tossed out into the living room on numerous occations followed by a flurry of colorful words which I'm sure had nothing to do with debits or credits.
I think back on that time now and it wasn't all that long ago either I'm not much older than my students.
On the first day of the semester of my first class I sat in the student seats before class started.
Well the students came in one and two at a time and I said Hello but nothing big they just tried to find the best place to hide in the open space of the classroom. I always just sat in the back.
So I stayed there in the student seats the one closest to the door front row --no one ever wants that seat anyway. So now the room is full and the regular discussions murmurring around the room
--Have you had this guy before
--Whats he like
--man I hope we get to leave early
--I bet we have to take notes the first day man does that ever suck.
--I hope this guy is easy
Well soon it was time to start class, so I got up grabbed my back pack and went to the front of the class room and said Good Morning
Half the class paid attention Half didn't
So I say My name is Mr. (invisible don) --well not really
Still half the class is not really believing that I'm the one teaching the course --at the time I still had my long hair -- being a recent graduate I was still wanting to hold on to the last threads of irresponsibility or at least look the part.
I think one or two people suggested that I sit down and wait for the real instructor to show up.
I didn't acknowledge the comments but rather just began roll and slowly everyone realized that I was the one teaching.
I have cut my hair since then and regret it now and then - I have also grown a beard (goat-tee) to hide my kid like appearance. Now I guess I look the part of instructor because I still sit in the front row seat closest to the door on the first day of classes and nobody questions me getting up and starting class.
You know whats really odd -- I wanted to write about something else but this stuff just poured out of me and there it is. Well thats it for a few days --