<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Amira's Post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247048.msg12287453#msg12287453">Quote from: Peripherie on 02-05-2016, 03:14:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/7SDV1Gx.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Prof. Amira Hensley<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong> Visiting Anthropology Professor<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong> September 30th, 10:30 a.m.<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Staff offices, Jamison Clark<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> very grateful for the help<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Wil Holms - <em><strong>open</strong></em><hr/><br/>She stood behind Wil as she tinkered and poked. Amira had done many of the same, but with much less confidence and care. Blinding plugging things into other things and googling fixes without any real clue as what she was doing. "Ah, that makes sense." Her comment regarding the drivers. She <em>thought</em> she knew what a driver was, having had to reformat a computer with help over her mobile once. <br/><br/>This was starting to be a fantastic working relationship. Something good comes from Facebook after all! "Cheers Wil, thank you so much." She switched places with her new (and held in great esteem) teacher's aide. She opened up Outlook and plugged in the information as Wil had instructed, wanting to be sure that they had each other's email before they parted. "I am going to spend the next day or so going through my lectures to see what I want the focus of my first class to be. It may only be a half semester class to start with." Happy to have her former paper weight of a printer working again, she found the list of books she had wanted to cross reference with the university's course catalog. "And ... print." The thing chugged along and Amira smiled. "Brillant." She grabbed a clickable sharpy (clicky pens were a weakness and a nervous comfort for her) and circled a few books. "Here is your first official TA assignment, err, after helping me find my way around the blasted computer." <br/><br/>Amira handed Wil the printout. "When you have time head to the uni bookstore and see if they have these books and write down the cost. The ones circled are my favorite so if they are not already on the shelf see about asking if they can be ordered and the cost of those as well. The last thing I want to do is make my first round of students splash out on book fees." <br/><br/>She stood up, ready to take a small break, and see first where the local snack machines were, and second what they offered. She had yet to amass a suitable stash to keep in her office. Of course if anyone asked she would swear they were purely there for famished students. "It's been pleasant for sure Wil. I will email you and let you know what our next step is after my meeting with Dean Sky."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://media.comicbook.com/uploads1/2014/12/5lnmpg4-114757.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Wilhelmina "Wil" Holms<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>Graduate Student<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>slightly nervous<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>Blue dress, tan flats<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Amira Hensley<strong><em>[Open]</em></strong><br/><strong>Location; Date and time:</strong>Staff Officess, Jamison Clarke; September 30 10:15 AM<br/><hr/><br/>Wil glanced over her shoulder at the professor with a slight smile.  "Sometimes one file in the string of them corrupts but the computer thinks all the drivers are updated just fine.  It's a pain." She got up so that the other woman could sit down.  "You're welcome."  She answered with her email when asked and pulled out her phone to make sure she had the professor in her address book.  She also left her cell number in case she was ever needed quickly.<br/><br/>She chuckled a little at the pen clicking.  She did the same thing when she was deep in thought.  Or clicked the mouse button a zillion times which wasn't always useful.  Wil needed to head to the bookstore anyway, so two birds one stone and all that jazz.  She scanned over the list, a few names she recognized a few others she didn't.  "Not a problem.  I need to pick up a few things."  She folded the paper and stuck it in her bag.<br/><br/>"It was great to meet you.  And thanks for taking me on." She knew it would be work along with everything else she had going for the term, but hey she could do it.  Her biggest challenge was going to be working with the students.  Sometimes she just didn't get her peers.  She'd accepted her quirks and tried to work on them.  "I'll be sure to get back to you on that list in a timely fashion.  And you have my contact info if you want to meet again after speaking with the Dean." She smiled broadly, said her see ya laters and exited the office.