Wednesday, March 26, 2008

The time my math TA cracked up

I think Math TA's are hot. They're just damn cute. The cutest ones are the foreign ones because all foreigners (Excluding Canadians) are more attractive that Americans. Why? Because they are foreign, which makes them exotic and unusual.
I'm not a lesbian, but I even think female math TA's are pretty sexy. I had a damn cute little Chinese one who used to stomped around in tiny little boots and toss her black hair. I remember, every time she'd write something new on the board that we had never seen before she's turn around, toss her hair, look straight at us, and say, "But what does it mean?", all sexy like.
That was a hot chick. She was hot because she sexy and because she came from China.
My absolute all time favorite math TA story though, was about my Calc 2 instructor. He came from Taiwan, and he was kind of cute. Not really cute for a math TA, but passable.
I took Calc 2 over the summer, which wasn't a good idea, and my math TA agreed that summer was a bad time for math. So he decided to liven up our class by talking about himself. Everyday after the break, he'd enter into a 20 minute diatribe about himself and also about Taiwan and the Taiwanese people.
He went on and on and on about everything you could possible imagine, but rarely was he interesting.
He was pretty damn interesting one day though, I tell you what. We'd all come back from our break and had settled down for a half an hour lecture about Taiwan, but instead of lecturing, the instructor just stood there, with his back to us for a long time. After standing there, with his head rested against the board for about 8 or 9 minutes, he suddenly turned around, slammed his fisted on his desk and shouted, "I NEED A WOMAN!!!!!! I NEED A WOMAN!!!!!!!!!"
Then he went stalking back and forth in front of his desk.
"Can anyone in this class find me a woman?" He asked us.
We all just shook our heads.
"Where is Miss Right?!!??" He the shouted, "MISS RIGHT!!!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!!"
Then he said, "No one understands that I am a man. Men have needs!"
After that, he said, "I am an eligible bachelor. I own many things."
He turned around and started listing everything he owned on the board, which included his car, three calculators, and a television set. He tallied up how much all of his possessions costs, and then informed us that he was sure that he'd own more things in the future.
The class finally ended while he was still in the middle of begging us for a woman.
He was like, "Are you sure you can't find me a woman." And we were just like, "No, dude."
I'm not sure if it was a total metal break down on his part, or if he really though someone in the class would be able to hook him up.

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