Hot for Teacher Part 1
It was one of the last Fridays of the summer trimester before the end of the year and, incidentally, my graduation. Squat for career prospects, and barely having had any time for myself had left me exhausted and exasperated. Not to mention that our lecturer had been droning on for the past couple of hours. Half the room was already asleep, and for all I knew we were all slightly dead inside. I wouldn’t consider myself as anybody particularly special, or talented. I decided to go to uni at the...