one of my professors randomly calls on students to participate in "reenactments" of various body processes. she usually picks students who are seated in the front row or at the ends of rows, so i always feel quite confident that i will be spared as i sit comfortably in the middle of the auditorium, middle of the row...
however, as she randomly selected her "victims" this morning and i was, per usual, avoiding eye contact, imagine my shock and horror to be called upon and my middle-of-the-auditorium-middle-of-the-row-self being summoned to the front of the classroom!
after climbing over people and books, i made my way to the front for a demonstration with my fellow "victims" on drug distribution and plasma protein binding. as if this impromptu skit wasn't mortifying enough, in her reenactment, we had to perform the chicken dance to represent active receptor sites!
oh the humiliation...
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