Ad hoc, ad loc, and quid pro quo! So little time! So much to know!

Dear Dr. Guest Lecturer,

I went to your seminar tonight (even though I didn't have to) because it was about concussions -- which I find particularly interesting -- and ImPACT testing. And, admittedly, your presentation was quite good during the hour that you were given to speak (I actually learned alot).

It was the additional hour after that in which you just rambled that turned me (and everyone else) against you. Now, I understand losing track of time when you talk about something that really interests you, but there's losing track of time and then there's losing your damn mind.

Then, when you finally realized some of us might have places to be, you asked us for feedback on your presentation. Great! But you couched it in such a way that anyone who gave honest criticism would've been in serious trouble with the heads of our program, so we all had to smile and nod and say it was good. Similar bad things would've happened to us if we left before you were done -- so basically, our collective hands were tied. So yeah, not so great.

All that being said, I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only one who wanted to make you eat your own laser pointer by the end of the thing. Situational awareness -- LEARN YOU SOME.

Sincerely hoping you learn to get over yourself,
The redheaded girl in the back who was giving you her best Glare o' Doom™ during the last half hour (emerald_skies)

P.S. - Not even the fact that you looked spookily like RL!Brad made me like you (and that's saying something).


Ugh, internets, I wish people would realize that having the initials "M.D." after your name doesn't automatically make you more important than everyone else. Because of this pompous ass and the million errands I had to run IN ADDITION to my usual clinic duties, I missed tonight's Glee, so now I owe y'all two reaction posts. Sorry, y'all :-\ At least I'll be able to post some more OZ reactions tomorrow (I'm about halfway through Season 3).

Ooh! Also, if anyone would be willing to write me a fic about the whole Heartbeats connection between Stark and ASkars, I'd be really pathetically, absurdly happy. It'd get its own entry (and the writer would get their own tag and possibly a shrine and definitely a new cheerleader). Think it over, writers on my flist? Gracias.

Edit to add: Anyone who hasn't already done so really needs to go check out penguinparity's glorious Ray/Walt fic (it features a really absurdly hot toppy!Walt and a spot-on Ray voice). It might melt your brain from the hotness, but it's totally worth it!

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"Get busy living, or get busy dying..." -- Stephen King

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Cheers.