Here's its hollow interior.
Cody's school is based out of the Tanner Building, and he goes to class there every day.
My school is based out of the Herald R. Clark Building, which is a much smaller, much less prestigious structure. Cody likes to point that out.
Yesterday, in defense of my school's building, I told Cody that his building is "showy, over the top, and hollow inside."
After I said that, we both paused for a minute, then looked at each other and started to laugh. We realized in that moment that the Tanner Building is the perfect life-size metaphor for BYU's accounting and business students, who can often be classified as "showy, over the top, and hollow inside."
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I'm so glad you're not like the Tanner building. You're just showy, over-the-top, and funny inside. You always make me laugh!
That's a really funny story George Michael!
you two are ridiculous...
You and Cody are really a match-up. I always look to you as really being an elite, over the top in everything that you do so if you hold your classes in a decorated barn it would turn into a rare - fun place to be for your classes and the students would be fighting for getting in there for classes!! (DON'T CHECK MY GRAMMER OR SPELLING).
Showy, over the top, and hollow inside. What makes this so funny is that both of you came to the same conclusion at the same time! I wonder what metaphor Cody will come up with for your department. Hmmmmm.
You are so funny! And I loved the trip down blogging memory lane on your last post...love the quasimoto picture!
Pretty funny Michael! You two are just a little competitive huh? Were you in the backseat of a car when this happened? I only ask because it sounds like a backseat-of-the-car sort of thing:
MOM! He's touching me!
No I'm not!
Yes he is!
Stop looking at me too!
I can look at you if I want!
No you can't!
I can too!
Oh yeah?!
Yeah!
Well, your just mad because my building is better than yours!
No it's not, your building is HOLLOW!...
Then the other kid responds to that by widening his eyes
and leaning as close as he can (cuz he can look at him if he wants to.) When that's ignored, he dramatically stretches his finger out and places it as close to his brother as he possibly can without actually touching him, but where it will be more than a little noticed (like, say, right next to his eye.) Then he goes even further to make sure the finger is not ignored by saying over and over "I'm not touching you, I'm not touching you..."
See what I mean? It fits. Makes me laugh. Of course, I'm probably only thinking like that because that's all I seem to hear from the backseat of my car anymore. Sigh...
I dont know if this is true michael...I have yet to see an accounting major wear ed hardy's to class...
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