Another reason why I need an exclusively ceremonial position

Just finished the sixth and final day of new student advising/registration at CCSU. On each day (spread over 4 weeks) I twice deliver a talk to the incoming students' parents highlighting some of the keys to academic survival in a light-hearted and music-filled tour entitled "Dr. G's Vowels of Academic Success: A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y and W."

Soundtrack:

Matt Monro, "You've Got Possibilities"
Theme song of Cosby Show spin-off Different World
Tom Lehrer, "Lobachevsky (i.e., "Plagiarize")
The Happenings, "See You in September"

Not insignificantly (and probably why I agree to do it annually), I seem to hit it off quite well with the 'rents, who always ask:
1) Is my kid hearing the same things? ("Yes, albeit in a different form, from the director of our First Year Experience Program.")
2) Can I take your class? ("Trust me, once I get beyond 35 minutes, you wouldn't want to take me.")

This just continues the pattern from back when I was a young man and dating: Parents always liked me more than the girls I dated...just ask my wife!