Nice Story

I got an inkling that I was appointed as the Dean of the Faculty of Medicine. 

I waited for the postman but the letter was not in the mail. I had two other letters but they were not official. 

I walked into the Department of Patholgy and Miss Ugugama hand delivered the letter. I refused to accept it saying it violate the protocol.

Then I walked into the V.C.'s office to see that he did not have a minute for me. 

He was attemding to a private affair of a child of another academic member. 

I withhold both of their names.

But, I told him that I am sick and I cannot accept the post by hand delivery of a letter. It has to come through proper channels.

Then I had a casual look at the old office of the Dean and realized it was converted into a makeshift store with cupboards and books hanging around.

Then I peeped through the new Dean's office. It was a rat infested derelict dungeon.

I went back to the Senate to report sick officially. 

Then there was a plot to kill me by pushing to a dark whole in the Arts Faculty Students Auditorium. 

I survived hanging on to a ridge but sustained paella break. I walked into the VC Office limpinh and told Vice Chancellor that I broke my patella and there was an attempt to kill me.

He said that it is a disqualification. 

I told him we had a Dean with a limp.

He did  not want to entertain my disability.

I woke up but nevertheless made an ENTRY at the Peradeniya Police Station, that there was an attempt at my life knowing very well they do not take action on Campus Disputes.