My first day of art class.

I felt like I was back in college except everyone was... older. The teacher made his rounds, correcting things here and there. He stopped behind me and so proceeds the following:

HE: Make sure you get the angle in the bottle, it's looking round right now but maybe you were going to angle it out later.
ME: (in my head)UH. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT CRAZY MAN. THE BOTTLE IS ROUND.
ME: (in real life) ok.

Then. I squint. I crane my neck. And I see. The bottle is square.
Note to self: Next class bring your glasses.