Teach me, O Wise Ones

When I was in first year, my tutors were like gods. I know it sounds lame now, but I was in awe of their supreme academic status. Three of of my four subjects required tutors to be postgrads, so they were all fourth years at the very least (Honours or first year LLB). Tuts were fine, but I was always nervous about pre- or post-tut conversations because I was worried about coming across as an idiot when compared to their clear superior intellect (OK maybe not to my old psych tutor. The girl was a moron).

Come second year and things changed. My Law tutor, much like my old psych tutor, is a moron. He refers to us as 'okes' and drawls all of his words. It's like listening to a broken radio that happens to be stuck on one continuous, monotonous station. I have no doubt he knows the work, but his brain-to-mouth function seems broken. Or slightly faulty, at the very least.
My Latin tutor is a little scary, and also a bit monotonous, but nevertheless friendly. Then I walked into my French 1P lecture and saw her sitting in the back row. She speaks French as badly as I do! I am no longer scared of her. :P

Finally, my French tutor...when he walked into the tutorial room on the first day, I nearly fell over in shock. You see, I know him. I have predrunk with him at what may or may not have been one of the most debaucherous pre-drinking sessions. I wouldn't know...I lost count of my vanilla vodka shots when the number reached 8. The only things I remember are running down the street holding a friend's hand, and hooking up in Friars. With who, I can't clearly remember.
No, I didn't hook up with my tutor (Thank God. That would make tuts way more awkward). But the knowledge that he has seen me in one of my more drunken states is a little daunting. On the bright side, my teasing him about his zombie-like drunken state last Saturday doesn't seem all that inappropriate. In fact, knowing your tutors like that makes pre-tut conversations a lot more interesting. For example, we once had a ten-minute conversation about the awesomeness of cake. I doubt I could have done that with those English Masters tutors last year...

So to sum up my views on tutors this year:
1. My Law tutor says 'oke' and is an idiot.
2. My Latin tutor does French with me and therefore is not scary.
3. I have gotten drunk with my French tutor a few times before, and he likes cake.
4. My philosophy tutor is married to my Latin lecturer, which makes her a lucky girl because all the Latin students adore him.
5. One of my friends is a Classics tutor.

No, I am no longer afraid of tutors. Well, possibly except my Law tutor. I just hope to God he never sees this...I still have to pass his tuts, after all.