We were waiting for Stuprich, our professor, to get to class. He wasn't usually late, since he had a class in the same room right before ours. So we're wondering out loud, where is he? Did you get an email? I didn't get an email. People are checking their blackberries, whatever. I decide to go to the writing center next door to check if I got an email.
But as I walk back into the room, I stop short and do a double take. There is a CANCELLATION NOTICE next to the door. So we're just sitting in there like idiots. God forbid we get any form of communication that's not electronic.