Monday, 14 May 2007

Pushing the cuticles

The honours folk told me today that I'm cute. Cute! And there I was thinking myself stern and authoritative, with schoolmarm spectacles.

5 comments:

Mr Mean said...

Perhaps they find you especially cute when you do your utmost to convey sternness and authority?

TimT said...

My, my, what an acute perception you have, doctor!

I hope you gave them a stern eye-lashing and batted them with your eye-lids until their egos were sore.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

I told 'em in the most sombre tone possible that I Was Not Cute, and for the next two hours of our seminar, everything I did was mustered against me as evidence of my cuteness. I mention Ern Malley; "Oh, it's so cute the way you get excited about literary hoaxes". I tuck my foot under my knee; "The way you can't sit still, that's really cute". I pass around the biscuits; "You're so cute, bringing biscuits for us." Gaarrgh, I say.

lucy tartan said...

It sounds like they were comparing you the usual class of educationalists on offer amongst the brown brick towers.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Surely not, Lucy T! Cuteness abounds in beigeville (obviously I'm not naming names) - just not in my office.