Preface> what follows is nerdy to the extreme. Lit-dork nerdy. Academic nerdy. Not cool video game or internet nerdy. I'm telling it only to make Guster and Gadzook's tales of love look that much better.
Story> Oh man I want to rail this Sexy Prof.
Today we're covering Little Red Riding Hood from a Jungian perspective - archetypes and all that noise. She lectures about how Red's red cape is a symbol of sexual transition (the start of menstruation, or as Homer calls it, "play ball!"). So in a way it means feminine sexuality. We also cover how there's two male types in these tales: the Big Bad Wolf, who's a highly sexualized predator, and The Hunter, who's the good guy who saves the day. Men tend to be both to whatever degree.
So I notice Sexy Prof is wearing a red jacket today. After her lecture I go down and say, "Ok, I don't want you to think I'm a wolf, but I have to know...your red jacket, that a conscious or unconscious decision?"
She smiles and says, "One: you are totally a wolf. And two: a very conscious decision."
We laugh. I say I'm not a wolf. She insists that I am. I say ok but I'm only part wolf and I'm conscious of it. She smiles. The other TAs shift uncomfortably. The thermostat explodes in the background.
This is hot stuff, people. You can learn a lot from English nerd flirting techniques.