In the spring semester, Sean took a class on Russian foreign policy for his political science minor. It was on Mondays and Wednesdays for 100 minutes. There were 5 people in the class and the professor went through his endless PowerPoint slides for every minute of class. Except the stuff about Stalin, Sean was bored to death. It didn’t help that the class started at 4 in the afternoon, the sleepiest part of the day. Two weeks before the end of the semester, it was time for teacher evaluations. When Sean got to class, the eval sheets were already sitting on the table along with a dozen filled donuts from Fran’s, the renowned little bakery two blocks from campus. In that moment, Sean learned more about politics than the rest of his studies would ever teach him.
