I'm not sure what kind of impression I made on the professor who visited my classroom. His expression remained very noncommittal. He stayed for about 45 minutes and then left. He shook my hand when he showed up, and he shook it again when he left.
I can't change anything now. I can't ask for a second chance. I can only wait for his classroom evaluation to appear in my e-mailbox.
In the mean time, Saint Marty's keeping his fingers crossed.
|I'm not superstitious. Really. Where's my lucky rabbit's foot?|