All for a wink!

I woke up that day, and it was - I must say without any procrastination at all - a horrible day to take the exam...

Ill be honest - in order to pass that exam, I either had to learn 600 pages in the next thirty minutes, or hope my professors will temporarily go bonkers when I arrived. So - for the sake of my own enthusiasm, I was hoping that the second situation takes place.

When going somewhere, you have to feel good about yourself, and that is achieved by looking good to yourself. In the mornings, I prefer starting with the thing that all men prefer to do in the mornings… Then, I proceed to the bathroom to deal with my hygiene and appearance. I do not leave until I am sure that I no longer bear any resemblance to a caveman, which, if you are a man - most probably do understand, and if you are a woman - most probably have to stand...

All in all, ten minutes later – I was all dressed up, wearing a blue shirt and black jeans on a bus stop. Since I had forgotten to drink my first morning coffee, it took me ten minutes to realize that everyone on the station was staring at me because I was dressed like a conductor, half expecting me to ask for their tickets before we even got in the bus... I could live with that.

Well - I couldn't... We were in a bus for like 2 minutes, and then was I suddenly turning around and saying:
"Miss, could I see your ticket please."
Come on, you have to understand – I’m about to flunk the exam, at least I can have some fun today. Fifteen minutes later I was already checking the bottom part of the bus when the real conductor came in. You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to realize how deep in shit I was at that moment. But, what could I do? Play dumb? I was saving that for the exam actually...

"It’s ok. I’ve got this one covered." I flatly said.
The guy just looked at me, puzzled and asked: "And who are you?"
Okay - much deeper in shit that I’ve imagined: "I’m Mark, this morning's replacement."
"Oh, didn’t know anything about any replacements - who are you filling in for?".
What’s with this guy, just shut up man and let me go fail my exam!
"I’m here for umm... Paul... His aunt died this morning..."
“Paul!? The older guy, gray hair, a bit bald?”
Okay, so we all get a bit lucky here and there: “Yeah, that’s the one!”
“I’m so sorry to hear that, I never knew Paul very well – but I’ll be sure to give him my sincere condolences…”
“I feel sorry for him too…” Trust me, I really did. Not to mention his aunt. I mean, it’s been five minutes since I made her up, and she’s already dead.

Around ten minutes later I was entering the classroom. Maybe I was a bit late – but when you know your mark already, thinking that everyone else was early isn’t that hard.
The surprise was actually the person who was sitting on the table when I arrived. It wasn’t the professor, but her assistant!
That got my hopes up, although I cant say why. I think I had a sort of a very immature boyish crush on her. But how could I help it? She was young, smart, beautiful, and despite the fact that we’re all here to play grown people who study law, I’ve always wanted to somehow impress her.


“Early today?” She said.
Okay, say something smart now! Come on! Think of something!
“Yes I am!” Oh that was fucking brilliant…
“Why don’t you take a seat so we begin?”

To cut to the chase, I’ll admit it right here and right now – I didn’t say a single smart thing during that exam, or afterwards…
So maybe I wasted all my inspiration on the guy in the bus. Not a very bright fellow, by all means – but nevertheless, you can’t have Christmas every Sunday.
As I was slowly dragging my slightly embarrassed and a bit sad self, out of the classroom – she called my name:
“John!” she said.
“I’m expecting to see you in around fifteen days taking this exam again. Thursday, same like today.”
“Okay” I said.
And then she lifted her eyes from the question sheet she prepared – and winked!
She WINKED!!!

Fifteen days eventually passed and I was again in the same room, roughly at the same time, hoping for the same thing. But guess what, she wasn’t there! I managed to think of some passable answers and the old hag that was the head professor gave me a passing mark…

I’ll admit, I studied for two weeks like crazy. But, it wasn’t really because I was so eager to pass that exam. It wasn’t the fact that I now had some extra time on my hands to go out and party, or smoke pot with the girl next door, or whatever. It was really only because she winked. And she knew it!

God I adore that woman!!!