I would like to preface the rest of what you are about to read by saying this: I believe everyone is entitled to ask questions. I do my fare share of participating in class. However, there is a line I refuse to cross. I will not become “that guy” in the class, the person that makes class his own personal office hours.

We have all seen them; they sit in the front of the class, and the section, and the lab, and even my private meetings with my professor.  They are always there, always appear to be very interested and always look like learning the material is causing the D-Day invasion to be conducted inside their heads. So to those of you who fit this description, the following is for you:

As is customary for many college dormitories, walk into my suite in Bethe and you will find tacky nameplates adorning each door.