Ah, college life. From both sides of the books--the learning and the learned--I share the stories. Send yours to ThePhantomProf@aol.com or leave them as comments here. Now sit up straight and if a cellphone goes off in class, it's mine.
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Why? Because he was the son of a Baptist minister and president of the Sophmore class. That's enough to drive anyone to boast a flaw, right? I'm not sure about this source... seems a bit sensationalized but it could be all true.
As an undergrad I had a classmate who went to jail for robbing banks... we were in a class of 3 students together, so we knew eachother pretty well. I saw him the week I finished grad school, on campus enrolling to re-take the courses he was in when he got arrested.
I also had a student busted for selling pot from his dorm room -- a lot of pot. He was in my ethics class.
Yeah, the Brown and White...it's named for the university's school colors. (The April Fool's Day edition is the Clown and Gripe.) I used to work there. Now I work at Lehigh's arch-rival.
This morning's local paper has updates. The young stalwart was apparently driven to rob the bank because he has run up several thousand dollars in debt because of an "addiction" to online poker. There has been a rash of robberies in the area lately, so I'm wondering if he thought his caper would "blend in" and nobody would suspect him.
Also, this is likely to add fuel to a current hot debate because some devlopers are currently trying to secure a license to open a slots parlor in Bethlehem (home of Lehigh University); the aginners will undoubtedly use this story as an example of the evils of gambling. One of their concerns is the potential corruption of the university students. Pass the popcorn.
Huh, wow, interesting. Sidebar: my high school boyfriend for a few months was the grandson of the trustee who had donated the land that the private school sat upon -- 100 acres or so. So the dude dealt openly, in the halls, with the occasional slap on the wrist. At the time I thought it was kind of sexy.
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Why?
Because he was the son of a Baptist minister and president of the Sophmore class. That's enough to drive anyone to boast a flaw, right?
I'm not sure about this source... seems a bit sensationalized but it could be all true.
When his 10 year reunion came around, my brother had to post bail for his former high school class president. It is a strange world we live in.
He confessed and his a "cellist in the university's orchestra."
Now why is this so funny?
A very bad boy I knew in College - his dad was an LDS Bishop.
That made him a Son of a Bishop!
As an undergrad I had a classmate who went to jail for robbing banks... we were in a class of 3 students together, so we knew eachother pretty well. I saw him the week I finished grad school, on campus enrolling to re-take the courses he was in when he got arrested.
I also had a student busted for selling pot from his dorm room -- a lot of pot. He was in my ethics class.
Yeah, the Brown and White...it's named for the university's school colors. (The April Fool's Day edition is the Clown and Gripe.) I used to work there. Now I work at Lehigh's arch-rival.
This morning's local paper has updates. The young stalwart was apparently driven to rob the bank because he has run up several thousand dollars in debt because of an "addiction" to online poker. There has been a rash of robberies in the area lately, so I'm wondering if he thought his caper would "blend in" and nobody would suspect him.
Also, this is likely to add fuel to a current hot debate because some devlopers are currently trying to secure a license to open a slots parlor in Bethlehem (home of Lehigh University); the aginners will undoubtedly use this story as an example of the evils of gambling. One of their concerns is the potential corruption of the university students. Pass the popcorn.
http://www.mcall.com/news/local/all-a1_4hogandec14,0,6085613.story?coll=all-news-hed
Huh, wow, interesting. Sidebar: my high school boyfriend for a few months was the grandson of the trustee who had donated the land that the private school sat upon -- 100 acres or so. So the dude dealt openly, in the halls, with the occasional slap on the wrist. At the time I thought it was kind of sexy.
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