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New Semester, Same Drama

By Kaavya Shah


With the beginning of the second semester, it has come time to announce to everyone that I’m on my academic comeback. Will it actually come to fruition? Will I ever get an A in physics? That’s for me to find out. 

Besides gaslighting myself into thinking that I will wake up as the smartest person on Earth one day, the beginning of new semester also means I get new classes, one of them being sports and entertainment marketing. 

Why did I take this class? I have absolutely no idea, but let’s just say things get… pretty crazy in sports and entertainment marketing. My friends tease me all the time for taking it because it is, quote, “the most jobless class they’ve ever heard of.” And while that does make me laugh, I don’t quite believe them because there are some promising individuals in sports and entertainment marketing, and the whole class got to see it in action on the very first day. 

I’m going to start off by saying that my teacher is the most no-nonsense guy ever. He’s like this super tough, lacrosse coach, sports guy who thinks that if you enjoy eating boneless wings, then you’re not a real man. Hopefully you get the idea of what kind of person he is and maybe you can picture him in your head. Well, I want you to take that picture and add cartoon smoke coming out of his ears, and make his face turn all red, because that’s what he looked like when this kid refused to take his hat off. As a matter of fact, he got so mad that he called the HR officer to take the kid out of class. As you can imagine, this is quite the turn of events for our first day of sports and entertainment marketing. This class is not even that serious, so what is going on? All this because someone won’t take their hat off? That doesn’t seem very productive, but sure whatever. 

Then 10 or 15 minutes later, some other security guard comes in and he says, quote, “Was there a guy in here that was being funny? Yeah, we took care of him.” First of all, what? What do you mean you “took care of him”? Are you like a mob boss or something? What did you do to him? Luckily, he came back like five minutes later and he seemed to be perfectly fine, except for the fact that his hat WAS STILL ON. I think my teacher just ignored him after that, but it was an interesting start to the second semester. It was crazy too because I had just come from AP World, where everyone is so sweet, and nice, and does their work, and is respectful, and then I walk into this random class and we’re having to call security on the first day. I genuinely felt like I was on another planet.



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