Chancellor Dave is wandering the campus. "Ah, summer session." He stops to admire the students hard at work digging up the old north parking lot. "These kids will learn so much, about asphalt, about paint." He waves at the instructor, then heads back to his office.
Ed, the dean of students is waiting. "Ya know, I'm teaching marksmanship 101 myself."
"Yes, we are the most heavily armed college campus in North America," Dave says.
"Well, you've got that Osborne guy teaching parking lot studies," Ed says.
"Yes? Your point?"
"Well, what the heck are you teaching?" Ed asks. "Or are you just going to sit up here in your air conditioned office all summer?"
"Ah, I'm not above taking a turn at the teaching trough. I'm teaching culinary arts 21," Dave says.
"The theory of lunch? Damn, I was wondering who got that one. What are they fixing you today?"
"I am having pizza," Dave answers. "And they're even learning how to pour draft beer."
"It's going to be a rough summer," Ed says.
"We'll get through it my friend," Dave consoles him.
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