Some years ago I was tutoring a university class with a cute foid postdoc and a fellow student. The student was Chad himself: peak Aryan, 6'3 or so, very broad shoulders, and an extremely low voice.
I remember trying to chat up with the postdoc, mostly simply because we didn't know each other. I got brisk answers in return, and it never led to any conversation. She was open to talking with Chad though, often initiating, and I remember her giggling at the stupidest things he said.
I was well aware of the giant contrast between him and me, that I was being gigamogged in front of an entire class, and that I had to endure this humiliation week after week. But the worst part hadn't even come.
Near the end of the semester the students were asked to fill out a form on how they rated the courses. The students were allowed to write anonymous customised reports about each of the tutors. I got a single report: that my breath smelled like ass. When I came to class next week, I overheard Chad menion casually that the reports complimented his beautiful low voice.
Imagine my fucking suffering. I never stood a chance.
I remember trying to chat up with the postdoc, mostly simply because we didn't know each other. I got brisk answers in return, and it never led to any conversation. She was open to talking with Chad though, often initiating, and I remember her giggling at the stupidest things he said.
I was well aware of the giant contrast between him and me, that I was being gigamogged in front of an entire class, and that I had to endure this humiliation week after week. But the worst part hadn't even come.
Near the end of the semester the students were asked to fill out a form on how they rated the courses. The students were allowed to write anonymous customised reports about each of the tutors. I got a single report: that my breath smelled like ass. When I came to class next week, I overheard Chad menion casually that the reports complimented his beautiful low voice.
Imagine my fucking suffering. I never stood a chance.
