Yoga Boy

During the first week or so of the semester, one of our students came to Registration to drop a class. He started zoning into some exotic moves, slowly stretching his arms and standing on one foot. Thus, he was immediately dubbed "Yoga Boy."
Of course, YB asked me out one day while I was at the Registration window. I wanted to ask is Aaron could come along, but restrained myself.
Not much time passed before YB got his hacky sac stuck on the roof of the library. He came to Registration (somehow, we are the able to do all things) to see if we could get someone to get the sac down. We refused to call maintenance and recommended he find someone himself. He did.
Soon this happened again, then again, and again. Now, he is having difficulty finding any custodians who want to help. After all, they will be getting it down again in a few days. Yesteday, Yoga Boy again came to us for help. We once again recommended he find a custodian, not offering to call one. He grew upset and begged for assistance, stating that he would never do it again. We new this would not be the case. He went across that lobby to the Information Desk/Operator. This is currently a temp. Somehow, during their conversation it was made know that she was a temp. Yoga Boy then stated, "So you just screw around all day." Yoga Boy was getting harsh.
About that time, an email came into the Dean of Instruction's office. A professor had also noticed the forwardness of the student and was growing concerned. He wonders as we all do: is it drugs or a genetic issue?
I guess we will wait and see.