some things
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an anecdote
I entered Kimball Tower and made my way to the second floor. I turned right toward the exercise science department. That is where Karl, director of the athletic training program, had his office.
I could hear Karl’s voice as I walked down the hall. It was not coming from his office though. His office was further down. This was close by. I passed by a small department lounge. I saw Karl and two other professors from the department eating lunch. I did not want to disturb them. I did not have an appointment. It would be very rude to interrupt Karl’s meal.
I kept walking to Karl’s office so I could check if he left an indication as to when he expected to return. Nothing. I would need to come back later when he was not busy. I headed back down the hall. I could hear Karl speaking again as I again approached the lounge.
I heard my name. I wondered what Karl was talking about. Was he talking about me? Karl mentioned a comment I had made regarding a movie trailer he had shown. He was talking about me. He used that comment as a springboard to more general disparagement. I was mortified. Karl continued to insult me interrupted only by brief phrases of acknowledgement from the other two professors.
I had stopped before reaching the door. If I kept walking, they would see me. I cannot let them see me. At the same time, I also knew that I could not loiter in the hallway until they finished talking about me. Someone would see me standing around.
I did not know what to do. Dread washed over my body. Then a feeling of intense coldness. I started to shiver. My teeth chattered. I could feel my heart beating in my chest. I could hear it. I worried they could hear it too. I looked around for any way to escape. I saw an exit sign at the end of the hall. Relief. I quickly made my way to it and down a stairwell that led outside.
When I saw Karl the next day, I told him that I needed to speak with him. I had gone to his office, but he was not there. Karl told me that he and the other two professors in the lounge had seen me walk by. They were surprised that I did not return to the lounge.
“We thought you were coming right back,” he told me.