Post #171346
September 13, 2022, 06:22:29 PM
Vincent Stapaman unpacks one of the boxes sitting in his new faculty office at Wintermoot City University, sighing once again at having to take a teaching job that would take him away from writing his next book. I'm completely unappreciated in my time, a recognized and awarded expert reduced to teaching brats who don't even care about the subject just to make ends meet!, he thought as he took out his Pearbody Award and placed it in a prominent position at the side of his desk, hoping that it will at least have some impact on people who enter. Hired to fill a last-minute vacancy, the job at least came with an office from which could at least coordinate his research from when he wasn't teaching.
He then looked at the materials that had been placed on the desk before he arrived: a copy of the faculty handbook referencing the rules, policies, and procedures of the university and a copy of his schedule, which indicated that he would be teaching two courses this term: Wintrean History and Wintrean Civics and Government, the topics that he was an expert in of course. Additionally, he knew that he would be expected to maintain some office hours in order to be accessible to students outside of class. Otherwise, he was told he could use the office as he wished.
He then sit down in one of the chairs in front of the desk that would be for anybody meeting with him and started idly flipping through the handbook, more to take his mind off the task of unpacking the rest of the boxes than to learn anything from the book. Unlike the student dorms, which he new would be chaotic today with students moving in, the administrative offices were relatively quiet. Soon he had nodded off to sleep in the chair.