I Do Not Wear a Watch

The last class I had for the year was Product Identification and Fabrication (naming all the foods and cutting up all the meats) and my Chef was this old giant whom I loved. 6'5" with a huge head, hands, and nose. He was big everywhere. He was also quite the comedian. I was late the one day and I was coming down the hall and he liked to do line-up (where he collects assignments and checks our uniforms) outside of the classroom and he shouted down the hall "Come on ____!! You're late!!" In false anger, but still so so Loud. And him and I loved to mess with each other, he'd literally make fun of me all day long in class. And I looked down at my wrist (although I don't even own a watch) and he just yells "There's nothing there you don't have a watch on are you crazy!? Let's GO!!" And man I just really miss him and my classmates and being at school. Home is great and all, but I live in the super suburbs and went to school in the city and there is no comparison. Quality of my life is much greater in Providence.