You have to tutor me in our college class. You look down and say hi. You realize how short I am, I'm only 4 feet tall. You ask if I need a booster seat and babytalk to me a lot. You then mock me with babytalk as you notice I'm also wearing a childish shirt with elmo on it. You giggle and say now you know what the teacher meant when they told you I was "special" You say I'm so special. "Yes you are" awwww you continue to laugh and then you try to get back to teaching me some schoolwork. Then you realize when I talk that I have a lisp and can barely read so you ask if I know my ABCs. You laugh as I struggle to do my work and you say that I look like I belong in daycare, not college and maybe you should take me over drop me off cause they wouldn't even be able to tell I was an adult. You pinch my cheeks. You tell me to read more and tell me to use my words and giggle as I struggle to read. You tell me to use my big boy words again in condescending babytalk. You tell me how you feel like you're more of a babysitter than a tutor at this point. Then it gets even more humiliating as you sniff the air and smell something stinky. You say you smell something weally stinky and pinch your nose. Peeyew Jamie you didn't... you check the back of my pants and realize I'm wearing Huggies and didnt make it. Then you babytalk me more with exaggerated babytalk "Aw someones a tinky pants! You make funny faces and use a high pitched voice. Aww you mock me for not being potty twained and say you better take me to the nurse and mock me for having an accident at my age and babytalk me a lot as you change my didee.