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My Applied Math professor is kind of hot. (He's no Crockett, but virtually no one is.)

He's all tall and willowy and he has that floppy 'I'm an intellectual who can't be bothered with being overly attentive to personal grooming' hair. He's youngish. (Ok, fine. I checked. He got his B.S. the year before I got mine, so he's roughly my age.)

To be clear, he isn't my type. I like my men sturdy, strong, and preferably brunette.  I have very little interest in someone who would sway like a tree if he picked me up.

However, there are two other women in Professor Floppy Hair's class, and as far as I can tell he is acting as an advisor for both of them. In class on Monday he mentioned to one of them that he had to reschedule their 1 on 1 and I swear to god that she moved faster than Speedy Gonzales getting her calendar out to find another time that worked.

Here's my question. Is what I've been taught (by television, of course) about male professors and female students a lie? Do they not, in fact, all have crazy academic office sex for better grades and plum assistantships?

Because if it is true, this prof is probably getting a lot.

Just saying.

P.S. Crockett was a T.A. when he was in grad school. If I'd been in his class.... whooHEEE. I would have been in lurrrve. I would have been that girl in Indiana Jones' class who wrote on her eyelids.

Also? Probably wouldn't have learned anything.


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