As I’m walking in the door, about 5 minutes late to class, Prof. Marathon turns from the class and says “Meg will know! Meg, how would you guard against the Evil Eye?”
I’m quick with my answer, “By yelling insults off a bridge, Professor!”
“No!” my Greek teacher yells. “In Greek art!
“Um, with a curved horn, usually a contrasting color…”
“No!” Marathon says again. “With an erect phallus!”
I’m not entirely sure why he was sure I would know that. But I won’t be coming to class late anymore.
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