I do like the new Charms Professor . He 's a bit ... droll ... no ... English , even for an Englishman , but I do like him . The students are too harsh on him , makes me almost want to remind them of the abuse they suffered at the hands of Flitwick . I wonder if he 's still living ... Diversity seminar , bah !

A: What may they students have do nt that is too harsh ?

I was a little nervous about having her in the house , and worried that she 'd get stuck under or in the sofa , or some other catastrophe would strike . Even now , I wake up in the middle of the night and poke her to make sure she 's not dead . I have little patience for other people 's drama right now , and I fear I have n't been the sympathetic ear that I should be . For that , my friends , I apologize , but I needed to be on the receiving end for a while . Of course , that just means that more people chose this time to have Super Special Tantrums !

A: What would happen if she did n't have to worry about her niece staying over ?

I agree with the sentiment that you can make a lovely drink with vodka and vermouth , but it 's no martini . For me , it needs to consist of ice - cold gin , a smidgen of vermouth , perhaps a bit of olive juice , and a big olive skewered on one of various cocktail picks that seem to reproduce nightly in our dining room . Shaken , not stirred , and poured into the glass quickly before any of the ice in the shaker can melt . While I love stories of extra - dry martini rituals , like FDR making his martinis by filling the shaker with gin and then glancing at the vermouth bottle across the room , I am not militant about the exact amount of vermouth to go in the glass .

A: What may be a fact about this person 's drinking habits ?

This AskMe question , and the resulting thread , make me feel so much better about myself : As far as I am aware , I am a mentally healthy , well - adjusted , and sane person with no disorders . But I have a strange , fairly innocuous quirk which seems beyond my control and I ' m curious about it ... When I think of / remember something embarrassing from my life , I compulsively make some kind of noise . It seems to happen unconsciously , before my censor can catch it and stop myself ( it even happens when I am in a quiet or inappropriate place ) . It 's not especially loud , in fact it 's often under my breath .

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Why was the narrator relieved ?