The other day, I was sitting on campus, in the woods overlooking Lake Mendota, reading a journal article, and a campus police officer came up to me.
The conversation went something like this:
|Police:||What’s going on?|
|Me:||I’m enjoying the day.|
|Police:||Are you staff?|
|Police:||I’m enjoying the day, too.|
And then he walked off.
I’m not sure who was more suspicious, him of me or me of him. Perhaps he was thinking through the Prof or Hobo quiz.