Insect Insights

We Abide by THE Rules ;)

Rules are sacrosanct here, at our abode, the IIML. If we are late for class, no matter if that be even by just five minutes, the Profs bolt the door. We do have some Profs who relax on this particular one, though. They must have gone through similar situations before being in the shoes that they are in today and probably they value the energy loss that they know we experience when we find the doors all tightly fastened before us. After waking up, merely running the brush over those teeth, pulling on a jean and tee and taking a shower under that nearly to be emptied cologne bottle, believe me, all this in just about five minutes(Managers to be, we manage our time perfectly), we rush to the class only to find the doors bolted before us. That is very well disheartening.

Well here is something interesting, we have one lecture where we abide by this rule so strictly and never let anyone into the class after time, and that is the Marketing lecture. Ask me,"Why?". We have this TA who very obediently follows our Marketing Prof and what does he do? He is supposed to have both his eyes glued onto us. He is supposed to give CP marks when anyone makes a valid point, and the invalid noise generators in the class are at his mercy, coz he is also entitled to clean up our not so elegant CP scoreboard. As for pet names, this is one character who is lucky enough to have a dozen of them. They go like CP meter, Champu meter and so on. We do not address him so though, it all happens not behind his back, very much in front of him, but in so softly hushed voices, that the poor meter does not even know how many pet names we have already given him.

We hold the rules sacred when it comes to letting in a late CP meter. While our Prof would be busy taking attendance, we make sure that the doors are safely bolted in order to check the meter readings from going too low. It is funniest when he arrives after a few minutes and then knocks on the door. After all, we are those sweet innocent kids. We exchange those naive looks as if to ask each other,"Who did that to our CP meter? That was so rude!" and hushed laughters erupt at every node. Well our Prof knows well enough that he never bolts the door behind him, so who else could the culprit be? Still he never bothers to chide us, he walks over and throws the door wide open for our ever ticking CP meter.