Interview

Date: 12/2/2016

I had just gotten back from my big trip to Peru. I was apparently still in college, because I was talking to my inorganic chemistry teacher, the funny one who was super smart and had a big mustache. He was really mad at me because I didn't do so well in his class. He was ranting on about how he spends all his time trying to teach me and doing so poorly clearly means I don't care. And I told him I always care. I busted my ass and came away with a B-, which is certainly not what I wanted but it is what I earned. I told him that if I were to take the class again that I would definitely get an A. He about fell over when I told him that. He started speaking, but my ears felt plugged. I could here him. There was a bunch of ear wax in there. I told him I was having trouble hearing and it made him mad. Then some reporters came in. They were acting like I was famous and they all wanted to hear about my stories in the jungle. I reached in my ears and pulled out a handful of foam ear plugs. Then I started answering questions, and they even asked my teacher some questions, which totally changed his mood.