Finally! As soon as the bell rang, Crick ran out of lecture hall of the recitation session he was assigned to teach every week. It is truly a dungeon full of undergraduates, staring at you, wondering when you are going to make a fool of yourself. Such a pain! Though never realized this a couple of years ago when I'm an undergrad, he thought.

'How are y'all doing?' He went back his 'office', a small room where a few graduate teaching assistants hang out together. Now we got some fresh air to relax for a bit, but only a bit!

'Not doing great. Obviously. Grading the recent assignment, not surprisingly, has been at the same time killing me and entertaining me for quite a while now.' Liz, another graduate worker, responded with her eyes down. 'Could you imagine? This kid has drawn a clown face at the edge of the homework. Maybe we are all jokers at this moment of engaging in such a stupid decision.'

'Never thought you being so reflective.' Thus commented Joy, but his bug could not be fixed by simply commenting them out. Annoyed, he closed his computer, 'Anyone wanna go to the DND tonight?'

'I'll be down if... well maybe next time, students are spamming me with their excuses of turning in homework late. Come on, I'm still two assignments behind! We are not paid enough to take off your points if you do not turn them in on time, chill buddy.'

'Alright, maybe next time. How's the teaching? By the way, what DND allignment would you think of your students?'

'Generally neutral, but some lawful evil and chaotic good, for both questions.' Crick was getting himself a cup of coffee, until he realized that the coffee machine was broken long time ago. 'I don't like it.'