Yesterday I went to my good friend's wedding, which was very fun and laid-back. She invited one of our professors from law school who she is (apparently) very close to. After about five beer the following exchange occurred:
Law Professor: "So, when did you graduate?"
Me: "This year."
LP: "Oh really? I feel like I've never even seen you before!"
Me: "And yet you have."
Me: "You interviewed me last year to be your research assistant. Someone else got the job."
LP: "Oh. Now I remember."
We ended up having a very nice conversation about nontraditional job and whatnot, but all I could think in my mind while the above was taking place was... "OH NO YOU ARE NOT THE BOSS OF ME ANYMORE!!"
I think I have some problems with authority. Maybe.
In other news, I am considering getting rid of all my furniture when I finally find a new place to live and buying all new stuff. Mostly because I'm lazy.