Master of English
Now feel free to scoff all you want, but yesterday as I was explaining something in class, one of the students said I was a master of English.
It probably won’t surprise anyone (and especially regular readers of this site) to hear this, but I’ve never had such a compliment bestowed on me before. Yet despite the fact that it came from a 13-year-old boy with only rudimentary knowledge of the language, I shall milk it for all it’s worth.
The moniker Master of English has already been added to my resume, and I’m currently in the process of having some business cards printed.
Do you think those three flattering words should be in gold lettering? Perhaps even embossed?
…perhaps he was just trying to trick you, throwing out a line – and you swallowed it hook, line and sinker…he threw out the bait and you took it…
…makes the kid a master baiter :^)…
My claims of being a master of English are admittedly not the strongest, but it goes without saying Billy that you are the master of the bad joke!
Although I have to admit it made me laugh!