you're late... very late

After a lot of wasted time you finally enter the right classroom... right at the middle of the lecture. Your new teacher, a woman with curly red hair and glasses, stops mid sentence as she sees you. ''Well well, someone decided to show up. A little late, aren't we?'' The teacher says as she crosses her arms. You look at the time and see you missed half of the lecture. ''I'm sorry, I had trouble finding-'' You start to explain but your teacher interrupts you. ''What's your name mister?'' You tell her you are Mike Oxmaul. The woman takes a note in some kind of notebook. ''Take a seat mister Oxmaul. We will discuss this matter after my lecture.

For the remainder of the course you pay attention. Not much happens. It's just a normal introductional lesson in gender studies. After class you report back to your new teacher. ''I really can't tolerate this behaviour of my students Mike.'' Your teacher looks at you strictly. ''I'm sorry miss uhhh-'' ''My name is miss Monica.'' Your teacher adds. ''I'm sorry miss Monica. It won't happen again.''

Your teacher starts to laugh. ''Of course it's not going to happen again. I'll make sure of that.'' Miss Monica says with a stern voice. ''I'm enrolling you to help with my psychological research.'' You frown at that remark. ''What do you mean psychological research?'' Miss Monica invites you to take a seat. ''Currently I am busy getting a second degree in psychology. I'm almost done with my study but I still need a volunteer for my research project.''

What does any of that have to do with me being late?

''My research is supposed improve people's ability to follow rules and orders. The ultimate goal is to create a psychological programm that can help people refrain from commiting crimes. So far I haven't found any rulebreaker that wants to help me out with my project. Which leads me to you.''

You're shocked. ''Why me? I'm normally never late. It was a one time thing.'' You see miss Monica smile. ''I believe you. But I could really use the help. Look I don't need you to be an outlaw or something. I just need to prove my therapy can make you follow certain rules. What those rules entail is unimportant for the research.'' You give your teacher a sceptical look. ''Why would you ask me? I mean, you don't even know me.''

Your teacher bites her lips. ''Well you look like a great test subject. And-''

''Why would I volunteer to this anyway?'' You interrupt your teacher.

''Manners young man, that's exactly why you could use this therapy. I could teach you some manners. But to get back to your question. You're going to help me with my project because by being this late at the lecture you already failed the attendance requirement. Congratulations you already failed for this class. Unless of course I conveniently forget to report it.''

Great so she's blackmailing me huh...

''So you're saying if I volunteer for your psychology project you will forget that I failed the attendance requirement?''

Your teacher gives you a wide smile. ''You college boys are so damn smart.''

Seeing no other choice, since failing her course is not an option, you accept her offer. Miss Monica seems excited and tells you friday will be your first session.