If you read this before Dr. Gupta makes her appearance: Ten deep breaths, my girl. And then another ten deep breaths.
The scheduled time passed without her arriving. Another person passing by suggested that Pat should email her to let her know he was waiting in her office. Ne Zot! What does “office hours” even mean, if you still have to make an appointment for the instructor to be there at the time listed on the syllabus?
Anyway, I had to get back to the rest of my life, and no, I could not take a call from my mother-in-law while driving in a rage. I’ll call her back later. Patrick has orders to wait for the next office hours period, after sending an email saying he would be there (just got my copy ;-), and he has to have notes of the meeting signed by the teacher, so that I will believe the meeting happened. But I gave him money for snacks.
No, none of this is Anthony Esolen’s fault, but he must have annoyed me at some point, or I wouldn’t want to kick him.