There were 3 minutes left in class. Some short, stout, bald man, in his 40s today was reading his poem in class...got two lines in and had difficulty annunciating the words. I looked at him and his face was going red. Suddenly, his cheeks puffed out and he made that nasty ummpf noise, his eyes bulging and his hand in front of his mouth. The professor was like "oh god!" and had someone else read theirs.
This guy stayed in his desk and did that 2 or 3 more times...why not get the hell up and leave the classroom? Why do people wait around like that? I don't want that crap all over the floor for me to view...Vomit highly disturbs me.
No, after the first time, I would have gotten up and left the room. I've been sick; I know when I will be sick. Yeah, I'm emetophobic. It really shakes me up.
This guy stayed in his desk and did that 2 or 3 more times...why not get the hell up and leave the classroom? Why do people wait around like that? I don't want that crap all over the floor for me to view...Vomit highly disturbs me.
No, after the first time, I would have gotten up and left the room. I've been sick; I know when I will be sick. Yeah, I'm emetophobic. It really shakes me up.