A Letter To Chester, My Economics Teacher

September 8, 2007

Dear Chester,

 

When I first met you last semester, I did not like you very much. In fact, I hated you. As if an 8 am class wasn't horrible enough, you waltz in Mondays and Thursdays with futile attempts to teach us Macroeconomics. I had to give it to you—you were probably the most boring person in the world. The only reason I sat down in front of you day in and day out is that I didn't want to fall asleep in your class. I might not like you then, but I felt compelled to respect you. And your goatee.

 
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