As with every job, there are days when you tire of it. However, with my old job, as an English writing tutor.. It was a heck of a lot more entertaining and rewarding than my present job.

Sometimes being a writing tutor was just entertaining, and nothing else.

Mostly due to people coming from other languages, and or being sheltered, or drugs.

One such person was Navdeep M. A beautiful name, no? He had a beautiful body to go with it, let me tell you.

Unfortunately, the most important part of him, his brain... not so much.

He did try though.. I know he tried very hard, which is why he made and kept his writing tutor appointments. Still, somehow, there always seemed to be something missing, something which serious impeded his ability to actually retain any of the skills we were trying to teach him.

It may be due to the fact that he was a pretty boy, and he knew it, and in his culture, the males are pampered. In his case, to his detriment, so his poor little brain never got developed enough to handle college academics.

Anyway, some of the most memorable conversations we had going over his papers:

On Overpopulation - To my dismay, I can't seem to remember what his take on this was. Just know it was funny enough to give you stitches.

On the female Cligoris - He was writing a sociology paper, something to do with women in the muslem culture, how they sometimes force the women to get their clitoris destroyed because the men think that will make the women less promiscuous. Our conversation was somewhat as follows, near as I can remember...

"And um, you know, they get that thing cut off."

(Me, absolutely puzzled, since he's kind of jumping around from one thing to another and I can tell that he was trying hard to study and having a hard time process all the information he'd gathered correctly) "What?"

"You know, their cligoris"

"Their what?" (and then it starts to dawn on me, and it takes all my women powers not to laugh at him outright)

"You know.. that THING.."

"... You mean.. Their Clitoris..?"

"Don't say that word!! It's disgusting!"

(Me, now incredulous in addition to beyond bemused since this is the guy whose last paper was all about how he lost his mojo, and whose previous paper was about details of the female body) "Uh, why is it disgusting? The Clitoris is just another part of the female body."

"I said don't say that!"

(And I suppose to just had to be there and talked with him for a bit to get the full humor of him saying that, but whatever)

And of course, you know the girls (since while I was working there for 2 plus yrs, it had always been women) and I had a good long laugh over that one. We'd all worked with him before, and we all knew what he was like.

On Metaphors: For his intro English writing class, all modes of writing are broken down to their simplest forms, i.e. descriptive, persuasive, directive, whathaveyou.

And so for his descriptive essay, he had to use lots of metaphors and other manners of descriptions. I don't remember exactly what the paper was about.. but his mind will certainly blow yours away.

"The yummy cereal slid down my throat like tacks."

"It was so fast. It was like horses drag-racing."

"I like rap because it's like the deejay is throwing bricks at you...
Can I say rap is like getting hit in the face with a brick?"

Now granted, those last two could almost border on genius.. but yeah. No.

So yeah, I wish I could remember more, but I've waited too long to write this.

Tomorrows episode will be about Rod Busca.