Fifteen Minutes in Heaven [10.6.08]

This semester, I finally branched out and signed up for a night class. I never realized that the class would consist of two hour-long lectures and one fifteen-minute break. Contrary to the regular schedule, tonight consisted of an hour-long exam, followed by the regular fifteen-minute break. After the test, everyone in the class collected in the heart of Lynch to discuss the test. Overall, the class decided it was an epic fail, regardless of the fact that most of us studied. A couple of us disbanded from rest of the group and sat in the lounge chairs to discuss the test in more detail. "What did you put for the question that talked about the child's average age?" "I think that I picked the answer that talked about the average age being twelve years old." I groaned in regret, knowing that I selected the wrong answer. To de-stress, I took my laptop and turned to a familiar form of therapy - Family Feud. After a few seconds, some of my peers overheard the commotion coming from my PC and decided to join me. The next few minutes were classic - my classmates and I were instant relatives. We even mimicked the simultaneous revealing of the answers: "...and number three? Mailman." Sadly, short moments later, after the fast money was won, we disbanded from our make-shift family and returned to reality. After it was all over, I got to thinking. Why did our short escape from night class mean so much? What did the online version of the Family Feud really have to offer? And perhaps the most important question of all - come next week, would we play again?