We want this mess cleaned up before we leave."
"Well, my station for the grand march is west campus. Yours?"
Fully garbed in medieval academic splendor, Jonathan paused by the open door.
"My department forms up in front of the library. See you next week."
"Right."
The two men left the office together then separated at the
founder's statue to reach their appointed destinations.
What a farce, ruminated Jonathan as he made his way between
the colorful plantings bordering the walk. Shakespeare would
have loved it. Much ado about nothing and a tempest in a teapot.
What a hoot, making all this fuss about seven student feedback forms.
Nobody ever pays any attention to them yet suddenly they are so important.
Hard to figure a valid reason for such violent reactions from the Vee.
Just a couple of years ago, Professor Beand was convicted of child molestation.
He was suspended for a few months but they took him right back with no loss
of pay or position.
And then there was that dean in the History Department who
altered faculty promotion papers. Nothing happened to him.
I remember one of the Vee's saying at that time that he shouldn't
be disciplined for it because other faculty had done far worse things
and were not punished.
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