Student: Miss, I’m tired.
Me (holding out my hand): It’s so nice to meet you, Tired. My name is Alicia. But please, continue to call me “Mrs. Crumpett.”
Student (taking my hand in a weak handshake): Um, Ok…
[not that much later]
Student: Miss, I’m hungry.
Me (throwing my hands up in disbelief): Now wait a minute! How can you be Hungry now, when a minute ago you were Tired?!
Student (taken aback by grandiose hand gesture): Huh?
Me (speaking quickly with mock agitation): You can’t be both Tired and Hungry. I’ve checked my roster, no such student is listed by either name. (adding a touch of panic and fear to my tone) Are you sure you’re in the right class? Are you an intruder? Do I need to call security?!
Student (desperately fumbling for his ID): Look Miss, Look, I’ll show you my ID. I’m in your–wait a minute! That’s not funny!!
Me (smirking): Yes, yes it sure is…