Guest Lecture and Melting Students

Today we had a guest lecture. The lecture room is very small. And the weather today was very hot, and extremely humid. With 20 plus sweaty Americans in a tiny room with 100% humidiy, it isnt a good mix. Anyway. As soon as the lecture started, Kansas decided it would be a genuis idea to shut the door, so that there would be no possibility of a cross wind whatsoever, causing us even more discomfort. I couldn’t take it. I was sweating so much that I couldn’t concentrate. My seat began to be drenched in sweat, and I felt as if I was on a water park ride, there was so much water. The headache began to roll in, and I needed the precious cross wind. I decided to try and converse with Kansas, maybe her kind would understand simple hand gestures, being of such a primitive race, I dared not try to use language. Anyway, I gestured to her in the most simple manner to open the door, to allow for the needed cross wind. Being as dumb as she is, she simply shook her head at me in a negatory way, indicating that not only would she not open the door that she closed, but that in some way, my primitive childish hand gestures were a distraction to the others. Let me just say. Everyone else was melted wax. It was so hot, their forms had all meshed together, they couldve cared less. They really had no idea what was going on. What I thought was particularly funny was that throuought the rest of the lecture Kansas talked to her friend the entire lecture, seemingly not caring about disturbing others then. Whatever. My dream of telling her off is coming closer and closer to reality each day.