1) Lecture behavior. People can't seem to keep their mouths shut while a prof is lecturing. Or they will sprawl out, near-horizontally, in their chair with their legs draped over the seat in front of them. Or they will diddle on their cell phones all class, even when the professor is standing and lecturing five feet in front of them.
2) And speaking of cell phones, college kids sure can't get enough of 'em, can they? Common knowledge, I know, but I still can't help but marvel. Class dismissed? Wham--nearly every single person is already texting away furiously on their way out the door. Approaching and then crossing a busy intersection? Nah, that's no reason to look up from your phone. And I've learned that it's normal to see two people walking and talking with both simultaneously hard at work on their cell as well. Part of me gets annoyed at this, but mostly I just find myself gazing in wonderment.
Had a professor catch a girl texting in class, he asked her "young lady, exactly what part of your home training, or lack thereof makes you think that's OK?" Same professor bluntly told us on the 1st day "don't be late, if the doors are shut, don't come in". Watched an ROTC cadet in uniform bust in 20 minutes late, and walk in front of him to get to his seat, He very politely said "Ahem, young man" and pointed back to the door. Cadet walks out, professor walks out behind him and the "discussion" ensues. Apparently, the cadet had forgotten that Doctor H. had retired from the Navy, taught at the Air Force Academy, and currently taught graduate level courses to Active Duty Army officers. He didn't take any crap from anyone, let alone someone who is supposed to eventually lead troops in combat. Me and the other non-trad just looked at each other and went "Whelp, he's screwed"
I was always particular about my seat, I'd have to get to my MCAT prep class earlier than normal to keep the class gunner from stealing it. I'm old, blind, and half-deaf, I sit in the front row for a reason dammit! (/get off my lawn)
I made an
Emergency! reference when asked about my favorite TV doctor, yup, no one got it.
Going to class, either before or after work, in uniform was always fun. I'd get the usual questions: "What's the worst you've ever seen? How are you doing this and still working?, etc." My letter writer pointed out the fact I still had blood on my boots during a meeting about my letter.
