And Don't Call Me Shirley - or Sir

Husband is starting his final project for his Master’s degree. He was hoping he would be assigned with a professor he had previously for a class he liked. But instead, he was assigned one he has never had for class and knew nothing about. This professor also happens to have a very unique name. Husband had to submit his proposal for the final project to the instructor. {Side note: Why do I still think of marriage proposals whenever I hear this word, even in a school context? I think I’ve been watching too much of Say Yes to the Dress on TV.} He was a little nervous because if his proposal is accepted, then he is that much closer to (finally!) finishing his Master’s. He sent a very polite e-mail to the instructor, introducing himself, starting with, “Sir…” He wanted to start on a good note. Later, Husband got an e-mail from another faculty member, who mentioned his professor. “Yes, she….” She! Husband almost died when he read the e-mail, realizing that his professor was a female, who he called “sir.” So much for a “polite” first impression. This could be a long project. {Extra credit: What movie is the title from? Hint: It’s a favorite of my plane-loving husband and father.}