There are many things that go through one’s mind when waiting for one’s child during a comic course.

Who decided that the only chairs in a waiting lobby should be bar stools with uncomfortable seats? For what purpose did someone originally design such an akwardly angled space only to add spectacular windows? How much work is enough work to not feel quilty about leaving early to drive your child to said course?

And most importantly: Is it inevitable that the comic course will always be scheduled at the same time as beginners’ orchestra practice?