Tuesday Night Plumber's Crack

Tuesdays are long

Start with an hour an half of Information Systems

Then I go put in a full day's work

And I end up back at UVU

For a 3 hour Lean Management class.

By the time I get to that class,

I'm very pooped.

The class is pretty boring.

The professor is really nice though,

So it's kinda a wash.

There is something, however,

That makes every Tuesday a bad day.

What is it???

The Tuesday Night Plumber's Crack

There's a man in the class...easy 350 lbs.

Somehow no matter where I choose to sit.

He always sits right in front of me or right near me.

EVERY week this guy has a plumber's crack.

And it's not a small one either.

*Seriously---8 inches of buttocks clevage*

It hurts my eyes.

The sideways smile.

Can he not feel that his pants

are only covering up half his arse???

He HAS to able to feel the breeze???

Ewh..how sick that his naked butt touches our chairs!!

SICK--please pass the hand sanitizer.

I try so hard not to look.

But it's just one of those diasters

That no matter how horrific it is

You still look at it.

It really haunts me.

The coin slot.

And makes me sick to my stomache.

But everywhere I turn

THERE IT IS.

The whole class is in agreement with me.

I suggested we draw straws

And the loser has to tell him

That he's blinding us.

I had a very similar problem once in high school choir.

But that's a post in itself.

And I don't know if I want to confess to that now.

But both times there were

OBVIOUS solutions to this problem

A) Buy a longer shirt

B) Buy bigger pants

C) Buy a bodysuit --the kind that snap at the crotch

If they're too poor to buy new clothes...then

C) Bring a blanket to class and wrap it around yourself

D) Wear your backpack throughout the entire class.

Anything would be appreciated. Yuck!!

4 more weeks of

The Tuesday Night Plumber's Crack

Will I/Can I survive it?