HIGH MAINTENANCE

You know the guy in my night class? The one that looks like The Tick? He's a nice person and all, but he's also a fucking handful. He is the only night student who has ever called the office during the day to work math problems over the phone. You know what? It's hard to do trigonometry on the telephone.

But the thing that gets me is, once we go over the problem together, I always find out the root of his confusion lies not in the math problems, but in the fact he had his textbook upside down or his calculator needed new batteries or something stupid like that.