There are some things we as students never expect to see in a classroom. Things that are not a natural fit in that environment. I thought one of those things was a firearm of any kind. But, apparently I was wrong.

I was in a sociology class not long ago and noticed that an off-duty Bowling Green police officer was in the room.

So I can say with absolute certainty that I am not an expert at relationships, but I am willing to tell you what I have learned in hopes that maybe it will help clear up some misunderstandings. First of all, let’s talk about the telephone. Rarely do I find myself sitting at home doing absolutely nothing.

To all my teachers this semester: If I am tardy for class at all, be assured it is not because I hit snooze too many times, or that I did not plan on the morning traffic, or even that I spent a little extra time in the shower that morning. If I am late to class, I guarantee it is because I am circling campus hunting for a parking spot.

I was at lunch in Redzone the other day, enjoying the usual sub-par service, when a group of guys came in and sat at the table next to me. I did not have to try to listen in on their conversation since they were talking loud enough that anyone within several feet would not have had trouble hearing every word.

I apparently missed the part in orientation before my freshmen year where they told students that being a professor meant that you had the right to impose your thoughts and ideas as absolute facts on students. In addition, no one ever told me that being a professor allowed you to ridicule anyone in your class for having a differing opinion from yours.