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kmotes779's husband is in town giving a CompSci colloquium, which is fantastic for me, because it means I've gotten to hang out with him twice in a few weeks. It is regrettable that this frequency of visitation will not continue. (Interestingly, of all my friends in college, I think he was the most universally liked. Every group has friends of friends who dislike one of your other friends. Except that nobody ever disliked this guy.)
Anyway, I'm sitting at my gaming group on Wednesday trying to entice people to come over and play one of my many board games (you should play), and mention that I'm busy over the weekend with a friend in town. When I mention his name, one of the guys in the group says, "I know him!" Apparently this guy was a former professor of his, and was delighted to hear about the colloquium so they could catch up.
Meanwhilst,the_star_fish was visiting her family the other day and was told, "Hey, I saw that Seth wrote an article about a Williams professor." She had no idea what they were talking about, so they showed her this article, and she said, "Oh right, Morgan." And no, he wasn't the professor from the previous paragraph.
The thing about having professors hang out to design and play games with you is that often, you forget that they are professors. This represents the final step on the axis that ranges from "That's no person, that's a teacher!" to "Teachers exist in the world like people!" to "This is a professor who I happen to be friendly with" to "This is a friend who happens to profess." The first two are clearly artifacts of childhood. The latter two I believe both exist in adulthood and often depend on the context in which you meet someone.
Context of meeting someone is also why I used to think of many people my brother's age as kids (friends of a younger brother are young), and many people younger than him as peers (friends of a friend are just friends).
kmotes779's husband is in town giving a CompSci colloquium, which is fantastic for me, because it means I've gotten to hang out with him twice in a few weeks. It is regrettable that this frequency of visitation will not continue. (Interestingly, of all my friends in college, I think he was the most universally liked. Every group has friends of friends who dislike one of your other friends. Except that nobody ever disliked this guy.) Anyway, I'm sitting at my gaming group on Wednesday trying to entice people to come over and play one of my many board games (you should play), and mention that I'm busy over the weekend with a friend in town. When I mention his name, one of the guys in the group says, "I know him!" Apparently this guy was a former professor of his, and was delighted to hear about the colloquium so they could catch up.
Meanwhilst,
the_star_fish was visiting her family the other day and was told, "Hey, I saw that Seth wrote an article about a Williams professor." She had no idea what they were talking about, so they showed her this article, and she said, "Oh right, Morgan." And no, he wasn't the professor from the previous paragraph.The thing about having professors hang out to design and play games with you is that often, you forget that they are professors. This represents the final step on the axis that ranges from "That's no person, that's a teacher!" to "Teachers exist in the world like people!" to "This is a professor who I happen to be friendly with" to "This is a friend who happens to profess." The first two are clearly artifacts of childhood. The latter two I believe both exist in adulthood and often depend on the context in which you meet someone.
Context of meeting someone is also why I used to think of many people my brother's age as kids (friends of a younger brother are young), and many people younger than him as peers (friends of a friend are just friends).
