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lesson? nooo! Cateweb lesson! One Sunday in Naples

From 1994 to 2000 I attended the Bachelor of Science in Food Science and Technology in Naples and the fool now describe happened during a lesson in gastroenterology, a supplement.

Prof. of this supplementary is a very good doctor: it was the primary hospital in gastroenterology and is one of the best of Naples (going to and from Egypt, America and Canada as if nothing had happened in one week) is also a very human and kind, a rare thing to find. However, during this lesson was explaining the irritable bowel syndrome (we call colitis) and was saying that was mainly due to a fact and not emotional power. I, while the prof. speaks, I think my mother does not take the milk for years because of this syndrome. Start and then ask him to consider whether it is true that milk was bad for the colon. I generally

I never question the prof during class but at this depth. All are good questions and then after I thought to myself: "What's wrong: all are a lot of questions during class, why should not I do that? That can never happen? must simply say if it is right or wrong and If anything, explain why and I'll be removed however this question. "

However, I do strength and wonder "Prof I know that those who suffer from colitis can not take the milk. It 's true that?" Prof.

after my application starts looking at me and gives me a speech about five minutes on the fibers do not look to be pushing me all the time while I thought, "Who the fuck has ever talked about fiber? Who told you never asked? Them to him he asked another girl before me but because he is only looking at me, and only three hours? I knew I should not ask him anything but the mica can say that I do not care about the fibers: the demand for them has been made even if not by me. "The great thing is that the professor was exalted to speak of the fibers, their role in the colon and could not let him see that I do not give anything, with him looking at me with warmth illustrating the role of fiber for the colon and what was important and that it was wrong to believe otherwise, all as if it were to convince me poor skeptic who believed the opposite.
then after five minutes when I sipped, not wanting an answer that was not intended to me, without stopping him, speaks of milk now my question was made in general did not relate to my problem in the colon but the prof is doing? The whole time turns to me saying: "You who are suffering from colon .." or "For people who like you are suffering from colon problems .." or "For years I tell people who have problems with your stomach.."
Meanwhile, almost the entire class had turned to me and the prof who had approached me to answer and I wanted to be near collapse and thought, "Who made me to ask a question? Now the whole 'classroom looks at me disgusted because he thinks that I go every 3 minutes in the bathroom and I do not drink milk for years for these problems (I take it every morning in fact!).
fact is that after another five minutes in which the professor was looking at me just talking about milk and claimed that it does not take milk for years to no avail but I had to do, in fact I had to eat everything else I would not have solved my problem, I start to turn red and chewing pens and pencils. I already get excited if I see more than one person, imagine if I'm in the middle of a lesson and all believe that I am talking about my health problems and trying to help the prof gave me advice!
I thought then that the worst was over, the prof had stopped the explanation of the milk and the lesson would continue but unfortunately it did not.
Prof. noticing my redness decided to change the topic the day of class and began to explain what were the mechanisms that were triggered in me that made me turn red. To which even the few guys who had not shot at me turn around and was now staring at the whole class while the prof said: "She is red because the heart has increased the pulse and then increased the flow of blood and were dilated capillaries, for example its redness is due to an expansion of the capillaries of the face ....." and so on. In the meantime I had unleashed an irreversible reaction and colors had become red hot and I became more red than the guys looked at me the more I looked redder than I did: no one now looked at the professor: Everyone looked at me and exclusively, including the professor who had never stopped looking for now more than 10 minutes, this time to illustrate well the mechanisms explaining to everyone else. In the meantime I very much wanted it under my chair to break a hole to sink but nothing happened as I became more and more red and I was doing to myself: "What the fuck: I made a simple request: he had to answer yes or no and now I find that people take notes on me! The next time I jump into such an idea I do own a punch in the mouth and I force myself not to speak. " Then
Prof. said that if someone had presented the examination in my condition he would have failed the intent of its course where all the time he had tried to put us at ease.
However, after about 15 minutes of intense figure of shit the lesson ends and I begin to resume their normal color, although very slowly, I have never done so red and I think that it did not ever sweat so much.
When I told the day after this picture with my friend that after he had laughed, he answered seriously: "Look, we all make a fool Cate also happened to me in my life to have done but what is striking is that they are of your normal but are glamorous, grandiose figures are in fact the nth degree "Let's say that even though occurred to me arsed unconscious so that he is right: not everyone can make with a simple question (I only limited to one fact: they were the only words spoken during my entire period of time) a lesson on the colon in a lesson on how the capillaries (considering that the course was of Gastroenterology!) while focusing all the attention in the classroom and on a single person prof.

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door locked or blocked brain? Today gastro

During the preparation of the thesis was followed by Frederick in the laboratory a degree in Chemistry from 1 year. The professor then kept permanently closed the door of his study is that in the laboratory (even when it came down to eat or make lesson). One day while doing a job I go down and Frederick in the classroom to ask them to explain a reaction and he tells us to take a reagent that was in the refrigerator of his study, and gives us the keys. Now imagine our delight to see this open trial in which there was a phone (only the city though), a computer and books of chemistry for some doubt. We climb over then. Now you need to know to open that door needs to take another half step, like normal doors of the house. In fact now when I close it I shot semplicemente.All 'time I did not know this and then I just turn the key twice (the door was double-locked) and go: nothing, obviously does not open the door. Do nothing more strength. I call Fred. Fred goes: nothing. He pushes with all his might: nothing. We try to push this point in two: nothing. Now two intelligent people probably would have understood immediately that the problem was us and not in the door and the answer was there before us in the key but we no.Decidiamo so alternative arrangements prior to arrival to avoid the prof fuck: in Simply put we decided to break into the door, as two thieves. Let's backlight if there is any obstacle to the opening of the door and we see that in fact there's a song that captures the output (hake logically). Fred starts to do: "Take a sheet of paper." I take him with the sheet of paper and try to lower this piece, but the paper breaks. Then we begin to look for pieces in the laboratory of wood to pry between the door and the jamb and find a piece of rotten wood. We try with that but nothing: it was too twice. I think at one point a slab of aluminum and also to try to slip the plate is bent but the door does not move and we now unrecognizable conceal the plate (we did not know if the prof was important). In the meantime, mentally we were wondering how the prof could open the door and already there so easily imagine the kind Hercules and fantasizing about his enormous physical and muscolari.Federico at one point says: "Leave the door in my hands and you're another thing: do not worry I'll see! " After a few minutes the door was open: I ask him full of wonder and wonder what on earth he had done and what other piece was able to open it but he was adamant and said with a smile: "Do not you ever tell!" Perhaps he understood how it opened and did not want to do the figure of shit that he dismantled the laboratory for nulla.A half months later the prof just give me the keys to the studio and tells me to go there when I want to write the assessment at the computer. Months later I find myself alone in front of the same problem and I start to curse at the time that Fred had not told me the soluzione.Inizio to take the wooden stake and then the sheet of aluminum semipiegata, but nothing. It was already hour that I was landed in front of the door and swearing all the saints, when a gentleman to deliver e in the laboratory. This guy looks at me strange: after all I had all the tools of the burglar at my feet and I am afraid of any complaint I explain the situation. He comes over and quietly turns the key in the lock and the door opens pah! I have not had the courage to face this guy: I was paralyzed. I have taken for the mentally handicapped and physically whereas the air which landed on the door looked at me and the fact that he said he was more than an hour that I was nearby.

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Sunday I meet my friend Anna in Naples I had not seen since October. I took the Vesuvius at 15:49 and I was quiet.
After a while, 'he sat next to me a Nigerian who wanted to make conversation. I tried to answer as little as possible but he insisted on telling me that he wanted to offer me a coffee and I said, "my family is waiting for me at the station And he said: "I offer you a coffee" and I said "You have to have a coffee?" He said, "You and I drink coffee!" And I, "But I've already got him!" He said, "Coffee take 3-4-5-10 times a day!" And I said, "But I do not like it" He said, "To offer you many other things." In short I could not get away.
exit of the train are sketched out and I took a ride out to the station without turning round back. With the trouble I turned and found me I am back. I was panting, his calm. It began: "You give me your phone" and I gave him the house number wrong but him: "I want your phone number" And I, who had his cell phone in hand: "But I do not ever port with me! " He said, "You now have with you! I want this number!" I took off the feet only when I gave the wrong phone number and promised him he could call me whenever he wanted.
E 'then finally got the scooter with Anna and we wanted to go and Posillipo. Anna is a bit 'like me. Is lost before arriving at the station and get me, why he was late and I was sipping the Nigerian.
As we walked she noticed only after a passerby told her that we were in the bus lane while there were hordes of police and police at the roadside.

At one point we were running just in front of a bus. I thought she loved the risk and therefore I have not said anything. But while we were just neighbors, she turned and said: "I had not realized just." And I thought, "How beautiful is someone like me." At a traffic light a man asked us for charity. While Anna was looking for money is the light turns green. The machines have started playing around, she apologized with the lord of almsgiving, we turn to the side, gave him some money and then is left on the road. Meanwhile logically had already redeemed the red and waited any longer.

We arrived at Posillipo and there we put on the swing out to a bar to talk and get ice cream. Shortly after he passed a guy with a parrot who has requested an offer in exchange for tickets lot. She gave him 10 000 pounds and got a ticket for me too. Then I passed the gypsy to seek more money. You said that already he had given to the first and they said they were relatives of the guy in the parrot, and then be lucky to get tickets and had to rub over the money. Anna gave 10 000 and she started to rub. I had a thousand pounds but the gypsy began to scream that brought bad luck rub a thousand pounds and it took more money then I have driven 50 000 and Did I date. The gypsy started to spit my money just to scrape (since I thought that maybe brought good luck to spit on the money and already thought of spitting on other I (3,000 pounds in all). For a certain point, however, is close to his chest saying that my money had to give them to him otherwise I would be damned forever.
I got up, I took my hand and I snatched the money and good strategic spit while Anna called her back. Obviously does not have ridati them to him, while I have recovered my.
we left when we saw other excomunitari around.
I left the station where I waited 40 minutes by train. A P.za Garibaldi rose a man who "logically" is sitting next to me. It was a scruffy old man who smelled like a plague, and that made me questions about my personal life. He began telling me details of her love life like: "Yesterday I sent a message a song that I Aizat 'nu and vot couple. "At one point I was laughing so much that I had to turn around the other side. Then, as the station Ponticelli told me that he had an affair with a married to an addict and robber, he stood up and was looking out the window yelling at a girl: "EU beautiful! Hello beautiful! "That is not whether it is shit. Then turning to me said:" It 's a story that I've had a couple of weeks ago, in fact with which I'm still there. "Thank goodness I went down to the stop after: I could not more: I would have laughed in your face sooner or later.
Cercola are leaving the station with a gentleman who was sitting a few sediolino after I said that: "It 's a disgusting that these people in turn train. Be the married woman was following him and then that girl in Ponticelli then!" In a few words and I had heard it all: "It then told me that if she got up a couple of times" And this lady, "I know that 'old nun m' did 'never do' ra chill 'a figurative girl! " And after this fine lady by the "separate" I thought it was better to go home.

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forgotten umbrella but the prof .... How

We had a prof 's universities a bus trip and as usual I had forgotten his umbrella on the bus because it was raining on the outward and return not. The next day I approach the end of the lesson prof to ask if I could somehow recover.
Me: "Prof, I'm sorry I ask you something," Prof
(all kind believing wanted clarification on the explanation): "Please tell me Miss"
Me: "Does not concern the explanation, because I wanted to tell you that yesterday I forgot the umbrella the coach and ask if I hope to have him back. "
Now you'd understand that this application? For me it was understood you meant the bus and the trip to understand what goes? The bus which usually went to university in the morning! (Among other things at the time I went with the circumvesuviana) And then if that was because I would have asked him? Neither he nor I, however, for 15 minutes after we understand the misunderstanding and the speech continues.

When I asked him, of course, schifatissimo looks at me as if to say, but who has sent me this? It will be a punishment from heaven? What have I to do with his umbrella miss working in a company bus! Mah will have mental problems, let's help, I feel sorry for me and says, "Look lady is that she find it difficult with so many guys running up and down the bus every day but can still groped"

I (thinking that the company in which were addressed were in high demand): "Exactly I would like to know who should I turn" Prof
(more and more disgusted): "Could you see if the driver has kept him but I find that this is difficult: the boys know how they are made : sure if they are screwed, but I give you a tip: try anyway you never know! "
Me:" Prof precisely why I turned to her, "Prof
(this time at the limit of patience):" And I c 'before? "
Me:" I want to know some information on the bus "
Prof (who thought I did wrong in life? What the hell do I know the bus that takes you? But if you took me? to Nostradamus? Maybe it's a bit 'handicapped, we try to help you poor thing. But what will come in the second year?): "Miss you who take bus number?"
I (thought, we see that these buses are numbered and the number is in order to track exactly where I forgot the bus the umbrella but I did not I noticed the number that brought the coach): "I do not remember, Professor" Prof
(increasingly exasperated that thinks, what the hell it takes the bus every morning and do not even know what number takes! I swear that if I was born a daughter so I think my wife has cheated on him with a mentally handicapped child and if I find that it is my promise that I make myself a priest!): "But as Miss does not even know what number it takes, when he takes the bus ?
And I thought I would give a life lesson by saying that I must be more careful in general, look at him with an air of gratitude.
(Meanwhile, around the chair had increased the number of people who wanted the professor to ask for explanations and professor was visibly getting nervous because he was losing time with me) that Al
a friend who was next to me tells me to first say that there was only a bus ride to and I understand that the bus was that I scored the number one I had not seen and act promptly, "Now I remember was the number one."
He said, "Strange as the number of coaches: I've never heard. But that company is?"
I said, 'What do you mean? "
He now without restraint screaming "What was SITA? ATAN?"
And I thought how strange these bus tours are operated by the same companies of the normal bus!
Fortunately after the appointment of Prof. these companies understand my friend and clarifies the misunderstanding and said: "Prof surely she has not explained well but the coach is talking about the trip "
He said," AAAAHHHHHH. Excuse me now I do the number of the person to whom you can turn "
And I thought: It took a lot! But for those who caught me?
return to the place a bit 'puzzled not realizing the misunderstanding that it was still good success. If it were not for that friend of mine, I would be back in place without understanding why that prof, as available, not only in class I had wanted to give some simple information, but I also had studded with meaningless questions. Prof, instead would come home telling your friends and family of a handicapped girl and probably insistent that claimed he forgot an umbrella on the bus while he was at university.
Back at my place my friends ask me why c'avessi taken so long and I say still astonished air: "The prof had the wrong coach to understand." Only then come to my mind like a flash all those questions and only then I understand why you even more angry when I did not answer.
But I say okay that I should be hospitalized for "runaway insallanimento" but people miss them makes his cock!

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fall inside of your car and notice after time

A home of my Aunt Mary is a small courtyard to park the car and it always happens that you are forced to park behind other cars just to parcheggiare.Un Saturday a few months ago I went to my aunt and how usual I parked the car to block the release of at least two other machines. After some time they called me to move and I went out to do with safe and easy for me to pretend that the maneuvers were trifles (actually saw a group of people already figured out a fool if I was not able to get out). Then I went out to Aunt Mary's house with the air of one who had been disturbed while doing something important and that was in a hurry to solve this little hitch. I open the door of my car with air and by firm and secure, but ... PUTUPUFF BANG AHI.

I had forgotten that I had raised my seat before getting out of the car! Slide the back seat folded and find myself on the floor machine between the front seat folded and posteriore.Ma that the best thing is that all this does not fail to realize once and ritrovatami ground semipiegata semiincastrata and start to think what might never have happened. The first thing I think is that I was dreaming. I do not know if you know those dreams where dreams of a fall. I was sure to be one of those situations and I thought to myself:

"'s all over: now I wake up and I do not even move the car! How beautiful! Now I wake up, that's time has passed so I I'm going to wake up.

After all this time I'll be one step away from the alarm clock. Ok is not a dream. " Beginning at this point to think about what could be success: "Every time I open the door of the car seat and I have always given that right now are not you see that there is no seat, and then: God is a damn about the sediolino!" Discharged this thing beginning to think that this episode was rather strange: why not then the car radio? (Now that I think the guy that I had obstructed the exit off the car engine that had previously switched to solve secure the hitch in a short time). In the meantime I think the way I fell and with (excuse my modesty) a flash of genius I understand everything, I remember to have lowered the sediolino before it got out that night to take a bag! What a genius! Resami of the fact, that now that I think is: "And now, after this great figure of shit, who gets the most from this machine?" However, since the machine could not move on its own, decide to scastrarmi from behind and contort to get at least the exchange rate. The pedals were, however, my main problem: I could not even reach them with your hands. How bad manufacture these cars! However, because of the pedals I sign out. With great nonchalance and elegance I get up (not without difficulty and without complaining about back pain), I open the door and the esco.Riabbasso sediolino and I sit in the driving seat pretending nothing had happened but carefully avoiding the gaze of the cross group of people (which at this point were ultra asking

"What the fuck did all this time in the car and above all he is doing now?"). I avoid thinking about what could ever think of "others" finally move the car, fortunately without difficulty. And parking in front of the group of people at risk of being caught a few. I leave the car head on. Only then did I realize that the group of people had stopped talking and was watching me with his mouth open as if I were an alien.
But I say okay that I should be hospitalized for "runaway insallanimento" but people miss them makes his cock!