tyler_gone: ([text] indulge)
Tyler was in his office, and more than a little curious about what this year's crop of parents might be like.

He'd fill the time until anybody showed up by trying to read the xkcd archives.
tyler_gone: (perfectly sane)
As far as Tyler was concerned, he deserved a goddamn medal for having office hours at all, let alone twice in a weekend.

But he supposed this was part of what he got paid for, so he was at his desk and ready to tell parents what special snowflakes their children were.

Or something like that.

[OOC: Open office, player spottily available until evening.]
tyler_gone: (talking calmly)
After class, Tyler left the experiments where they were in case anyone wanted to show off and went to his office.

He'd get to the welcome picnic and find Marla.

Sometime.

Eventually.

In the meantime, he was being a good worker bee, and was ready to talk to his students' loved ones about their progress.

[OOC: Open office is open.]

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