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As a sophomore, I took an Intro class for my major, along with some other sorority sisters. One day, the professor had a sign-in. As I was sitting with my sisters, I signed them in and passed the sheet along.

It was a lecture hall and we got in trouble because the prof. believed I had signed in people who weren't there.

I tried to get on his good side, but every effort I made he was rude and mean. He is a fraternity alum, and I was a friend of a member of his fraternity (he is not from our campus; so it is a different chapter) and I wore a fraternity letter shirt one day... nothing.

I ended up getting very sick in the middle of the semester and had to leave school for the remainder of the semester, so I took a medical withdrawal.

For the next 3 years, I avoided this Prof like the plague. If I saw him coming toward me, I walked to the other side of the street.

Fall of my senior year, I had a required course that I couldn't graduate without and guess who was teaching it...?

I gritted my teeth and signed up. Somehow, things were different this time and I ended up becoming very close to this prof. He really pushed me to become a better writer, and has helped me throughout my career, connecting me with other alumni and professionals. I've been out of school for quite a few years now, and I still talk to Frank regularly! Although we got off on the wrong foot, some time and distance helped... and to this day I have a wonderful mentor and friend!