Waiting For [Professor] Guffman

The first day of this semester started off just like last semester with Property and Contracts back to back. After an hour break, I was off to my first new class of the semester, Criminal Law. Incidentally, the professor's son is also in our class.

Normally, professors arrive a few minutes early to get organized before class starts. At 12:01,an expectant hush came over the room as we expected our professor to walk through the door at any moment. Finally, the entire class hears:

"Hey, what's up?"

We all look back to see the professor's son talking casually on his cell phone.

"Not much, just waiting for you pop. . . Nope, I'm with your class. . . Nope, it's today. . . Yea, the 16th . . . Yea, I'm pretty sure. . . So, you still in Arizonia? . . . Yea, I'll take care of it. . . Nah, I know this stuff, I'll teach it . . ."

It's at about this point that I flash back to Hers' experience on the first day of Torts. I half expect to see the professor walk into the room on his cell phone dashing our hopes of a canceled class at the last minute. As it turns out, however, the professor was still in Arizona and, so, our first day of Criminal Law was canceled because the professor didn't realize he needed to be back in town for classes.