I came into the Math lounge to put my lunch into the refrigerator. I pulled it out of my backpack and slung my backpack up onto my shoulder. Not having latched my bag shut, my favorite mug fell from it and shattered into a million pieces on the ground.
|Favorite mug, before the accident|
Returning to my office, I realized I still had my lunch bag in my hand, so then I went back and put it in the 'fridge.
I poured my coffee from my travel mug into the back-up mug in my office, my good-old ACM mug.
Problem easily solved. I went into the CS conference room to put my coffee in the microwave...
|Conference room microwave, outside|
and when I opened the door, I saw this:
|Conference room microwave, inside|
Well, ick. The red sludge looks like jam to me, like someone tried to microwave a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, realized it was a bad idea, and left the detritus behind. By this point, it was already about 7:55, and I didn't want to dally—I just wanted hot coffee. I went ahead and put my mug in for 30 seconds, hoping it wouldn't come out tasting of smoked jam. When I opened the door after thirty seconds, a little flying insect came out of the microwave. Can that even happen?
I took the coffee out of the microwave and headed down to my classroom, a cozy little room we call RB104. It's a conventional "smart classroom," meaning there's a projector, dongles for attaching a laptop, and a badly designed teaching kiosk. Some of the students were waiting outside the door, so I proceeded to unlock the door with my key. In fact, I locked the door, which I only discovered after unsuccessfully trying to open it; it had been unlocked from the beginning. Properly unlocking the door and flipping on the lights, here's what I saw when I came in:
|The land that custodians forgot|
The real winner, however, is this thing, from the middle of the table.
|What is that thing?|
After cleaning up the desk, I plugged in my laptop to the projector and found that the autofocus was not working. A friendly student adjusted it manually from the middle of the room.
The good news is that everything got better from here. I talked to my students about how I got interested and involved in game development, showed them some of my and past students' work, and talked about the goals for the semester. They seem a good sort, and despite a rocky start, I think it will be a good semester.