Two and a half months.
Best,
Ms. Haywood
I lean back and smirk as I hit send.Stick that in your pipe and smoke it, Professor.I don’t need the full two and a half months, but I’ll take it down, making it seem like he at least has that in his favor.
Five minutes pass, then seven, then ten. Still no response.
Crap, I was too aggressive.
I did go up a lot in the number of days, but heck, I was right about his conditions being too strict. Little does he know that it’ll be the surefire thing that’ll lessen.
Right as I’m getting my stuff together to leave, a ping sounds, and another email comes in.
I understand where you’re coming from, Ms. Haywood, just as I’m sure you understand where I am as well.
Here’s my next offer:
Two classes and two labs.
Two days of visiting and one day of volunteer work at the soup kitchen.
A half-hour photo shoot.
A month and a week.
Professor Hayes
I let out a surprised laugh. All right, that’s much better, but still not quite there. However, it seems I loosened him up with my email. Now it sounds like a real negotiation. This time, I don’t bother with the pleasantries.
Four lectures and labs.
