fandomhigh | Communication: Week 1 (Thursday, P5)

Silent Bob has never quite looked the part of a teacher, not even without his hetero lifemate - who was, surprisingly, completely absent. Bob did keep looking towards the window with some kind of trepidation, as if not sure who had gotten into the grappling hooks and was about to make an appearance at any moment.

He was wearing a 'HELLO MY NAME IS' badge, but the name on said badge was 'Jay'. Students he'd had before got a little wink to play along as they would take a sticker for themselves.

He also had his ever-present whiteboard (very handy for remaining silent) and the title 'COMMUNICATION'. When everyone had settled, he skipped the introductions and spoke.

Yes, spoke.

Silent Bob said, "Communication leads to community, that is, to understanding, intimacy, and mutual valuing." Without saying another word, he wrote 'TYPES OF COMMUNICATION' on one side of his board and then 'REASONS TO COMMUNICATE' on the other, turning back towards the class and leaning against the teacher's desk with that expectant sort of 'your turn' look on his face.

[[OCD ~~on the way~~ up. Name thing will be explained in the threads. Today is also my first day of class, so I'll be gone for a chunk of the afternoon but will be around to play later on. Bob is still looking for a TA. Play away!]]

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Jeff stared at the name badge.

Then back at the little note he had.

Two and two connected to make seventeen.

"...Jay Bob?" he said, "Doesn't that get confusing?"

Bob nodded, starting to smile a little.

"I've got a hard enough time coping with one first name," Jeff said, a little sadly, "You must be an expert."

"What would have made finding out my name easier?" Bob sounded so much smarter when he talked.

Jeff stared at him, sufficiently cowed by Bob's overpowering skills of communication. "...I don't know," he said, lamely.

"Ask," Bob said simply in a way that said that was the last thing he was going to say for a while. Man, his throat hurt from all this talking.

"Oh," Jeff said. Suddenly he felt like hiding underneath his desk. "Permission to hide underneath my desk?"

Bob nodded solemnly.

Jeff hid underneath the desk. What else was he to do?

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