Conflict (Cont 4)
As Andrew turned the corner around the divider, he did not find any porn, but did see the expected sight of Jason peering over Eliza's shoulder as she dutifully typed away. Something about multi-national corperations... Andrew couldn't read too much of it. His past expirience with blackout had given him more then enough of his share of social conciousness, thank-you-very-much, and the whole thing had started to just blur together in his head. Eliza paused, peeked over her shoulder and gave a quick nod.
"Hey Drew."
"Liza."
Andrew quickly grabbed Jason's shoulder and began to pull him towards the exit.
"Come on, we are really going to be late if we don't get out of here!"
"Oh, come on. Can't we be a little late? We're witnessing history here my friend, this is the woman that is going to change the world!"
Andrew sighed. "This is all interesting and everything Jason, but if we walk into that damn seminar late again, Dhaliwal is going to flip out."
Eliza stopped typing again and swiveled her chair around. "Are you guys still getting that poor teacher pissed off?"
Jason gave her a light pat on the shoulder. "Eliza, it's not my fault if that man doesn't understand that University is not about education: It's about meeting the people you will use to network for the rest of your life!"
She looked up at him, brushing off his hand. "Good lord, tell me you just didn't say that"
Andrew grabbed Jason again and pulled even harder. "Ignore this idiot. He's got some weird plan that he won't tell me anything about and if you let him he'll drop little "teaser" hints all day in hopes that you're even a little bit interested."
Eliza nodded, then pointed at her watch. "I'm sure. In any case, shouldn't you two be off now? I can't get any work done with you hanging out anyway."
Andrew pulled again "Come on Jason, leave the poor woman alone. I sure she's had enough of your 'help'. Besides, we have work of our own to do."
Eliza smiled and gave Andrew a quick wink. "Yeah, well you boys try not to work too hard now. Oh, and before I forget, Andrew, I sent you an e-mail. Check it out and get back to me, okay?"
"Will do. Will do."
Jason gave a deep bow. "Always a pleasure, my lady"
"Yeah, yeah, get the hell out of here!"
Karim Dhaliwal taught a seminar course called: "Man and Mythology". Andrew, who had enjoyed Greek Mythology in highschool decided that it might be a fun elective. Jason claimed the same, although Andrew suspected that having somone whom he could easily get class notes off of probably had something to do with it as well. Neither plan ended up working out: Man and Mythology, Profssor Dhaliwal took great pains to explain, was not about actual "popular myth", but the achetypes that were present in all great stories. A long disscussion about Star Wars had kept the pair in the class, and by the time they noticed that they were in over thier heads, the withdrawl date had passed.
The Professor was prone to go off on long tangents as well, which due to both their usual irreverence and his rather thick indian accent made the class sometimes less then desirable. Was it any surprise then, that the pair occationally missed a class or two? Sadly, unlike some professors, Dhaliwal took great offence at that, and so Andrew and Jason had found themselves at the wrong end of more then a few dressing downs that would have put the most hard-core drill sargent to shame.
Andrew hurried Jason along, up the downtown streets, throught the throngs of University students coming and going with the last class change. The downtown campus was small, at least in square footage, but had been given addition after addition, which had turned a once simple college into a thriving University with a mish-mash of acheitechture creating a maze of corridors and stair caises which did quick work of intimitading any newcomers. Having been at the school for 4 years, Andrew and Jason were beyond that point, but even still could not avoid the various gridlock of stumbling students on the main channels through the escalators. Instead, they would have to make thier way up 5 flights of stairs, and then to the other side of the main building before reaching thier class. Time was ticking.
Andrew had bumped a little too hard into no less then 5 people when they finally arrived at the classroom door, which was closed. This was a bad sign: Professor Dhaliwal made a point to close his doors once the class begun, and on more then one occation locked them in order to make his point. Fortunetly, this time they were not, and Andrew motioned for Jason to be silent as they continued onward.
"Hey Drew."
"Liza."
Andrew quickly grabbed Jason's shoulder and began to pull him towards the exit.
"Come on, we are really going to be late if we don't get out of here!"
"Oh, come on. Can't we be a little late? We're witnessing history here my friend, this is the woman that is going to change the world!"
Andrew sighed. "This is all interesting and everything Jason, but if we walk into that damn seminar late again, Dhaliwal is going to flip out."
Eliza stopped typing again and swiveled her chair around. "Are you guys still getting that poor teacher pissed off?"
Jason gave her a light pat on the shoulder. "Eliza, it's not my fault if that man doesn't understand that University is not about education: It's about meeting the people you will use to network for the rest of your life!"
She looked up at him, brushing off his hand. "Good lord, tell me you just didn't say that"
Andrew grabbed Jason again and pulled even harder. "Ignore this idiot. He's got some weird plan that he won't tell me anything about and if you let him he'll drop little "teaser" hints all day in hopes that you're even a little bit interested."
Eliza nodded, then pointed at her watch. "I'm sure. In any case, shouldn't you two be off now? I can't get any work done with you hanging out anyway."
Andrew pulled again "Come on Jason, leave the poor woman alone. I sure she's had enough of your 'help'. Besides, we have work of our own to do."
Eliza smiled and gave Andrew a quick wink. "Yeah, well you boys try not to work too hard now. Oh, and before I forget, Andrew, I sent you an e-mail. Check it out and get back to me, okay?"
"Will do. Will do."
Jason gave a deep bow. "Always a pleasure, my lady"
"Yeah, yeah, get the hell out of here!"
Karim Dhaliwal taught a seminar course called: "Man and Mythology". Andrew, who had enjoyed Greek Mythology in highschool decided that it might be a fun elective. Jason claimed the same, although Andrew suspected that having somone whom he could easily get class notes off of probably had something to do with it as well. Neither plan ended up working out: Man and Mythology, Profssor Dhaliwal took great pains to explain, was not about actual "popular myth", but the achetypes that were present in all great stories. A long disscussion about Star Wars had kept the pair in the class, and by the time they noticed that they were in over thier heads, the withdrawl date had passed.
The Professor was prone to go off on long tangents as well, which due to both their usual irreverence and his rather thick indian accent made the class sometimes less then desirable. Was it any surprise then, that the pair occationally missed a class or two? Sadly, unlike some professors, Dhaliwal took great offence at that, and so Andrew and Jason had found themselves at the wrong end of more then a few dressing downs that would have put the most hard-core drill sargent to shame.
Andrew hurried Jason along, up the downtown streets, throught the throngs of University students coming and going with the last class change. The downtown campus was small, at least in square footage, but had been given addition after addition, which had turned a once simple college into a thriving University with a mish-mash of acheitechture creating a maze of corridors and stair caises which did quick work of intimitading any newcomers. Having been at the school for 4 years, Andrew and Jason were beyond that point, but even still could not avoid the various gridlock of stumbling students on the main channels through the escalators. Instead, they would have to make thier way up 5 flights of stairs, and then to the other side of the main building before reaching thier class. Time was ticking.
Andrew had bumped a little too hard into no less then 5 people when they finally arrived at the classroom door, which was closed. This was a bad sign: Professor Dhaliwal made a point to close his doors once the class begun, and on more then one occation locked them in order to make his point. Fortunetly, this time they were not, and Andrew motioned for Jason to be silent as they continued onward.
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