Picked the Wrong Day to Stop Sniffing Glue
Okay, not sniffing glue... wrong day to be a smartass. But it wasn't me that picked the wrong day, it was my teacher.
So I'm in grad school, right? Where there are no blow-off classes (or at least shouldn't be) and where the teachers are pretty strict when it comes to attendance. You're just NOT supposed to miss. So you would THINK that anything being said in class, would be something important. Now normally I like this teacher, even though she's kind of hit-or-miss. Some classes seem productive, others not so much. Tonight was just agony.
She was going back and forth between our textbook and another. She would read fairly long statements or lists out of the other book... very quickly. So the second or third time she did that, I asked her to repeat it and she said it wasn't that important. JUST what I want to hear when I'm taking out several thousand dollars a year in student loans! But we move on, and a few minutes later she reads another list of stuff, then (smirking, it seems to me) looks up and asks if we need that repeated. So I'm starting to fume, but quietly. Finally, just a little later, she speed-reads another list and I literally drop my head to the tabletop and shake with silent I-Can't-Believe-This laughter. Meanwhile someone else asks for a repeat, and the teacher says it's just not that important. My question is - if it's not important, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU WASTING MY TIME WITH IT?!?!?!
So by this time I am writing a note to my friend sitting next to me, suggesting that I fake fainting, so she can "leave to drive me home." And by the mid-class break, I've decided I'm going home early. The official story is a migraine, and there is some truth to that... if I stay another minute, I WILL have one. I just know it. (Someone else suggests a seizure and worries that they will all tell different stories, prompting me to suggest that I complained of a headache, collapsed onto the floor in a seizure, and then fainted.... Not PC, but funny.) Just as we are going on break, the teacher suddenly remembers.. mid-term evaluation forms are due.
Now normally I write real nice reviews and never give the teacher anything less than the equivalent of a C+. Rarely give them worse than what amounts to a B. But like I said, she picked the wrong day.
So anyway, came home early, took a bath, and headed to BFS chat to find my friends.
So I'm in grad school, right? Where there are no blow-off classes (or at least shouldn't be) and where the teachers are pretty strict when it comes to attendance. You're just NOT supposed to miss. So you would THINK that anything being said in class, would be something important. Now normally I like this teacher, even though she's kind of hit-or-miss. Some classes seem productive, others not so much. Tonight was just agony.
She was going back and forth between our textbook and another. She would read fairly long statements or lists out of the other book... very quickly. So the second or third time she did that, I asked her to repeat it and she said it wasn't that important. JUST what I want to hear when I'm taking out several thousand dollars a year in student loans! But we move on, and a few minutes later she reads another list of stuff, then (smirking, it seems to me) looks up and asks if we need that repeated. So I'm starting to fume, but quietly. Finally, just a little later, she speed-reads another list and I literally drop my head to the tabletop and shake with silent I-Can't-Believe-This laughter. Meanwhile someone else asks for a repeat, and the teacher says it's just not that important. My question is - if it's not important, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU WASTING MY TIME WITH IT?!?!?!
So by this time I am writing a note to my friend sitting next to me, suggesting that I fake fainting, so she can "leave to drive me home." And by the mid-class break, I've decided I'm going home early. The official story is a migraine, and there is some truth to that... if I stay another minute, I WILL have one. I just know it. (Someone else suggests a seizure and worries that they will all tell different stories, prompting me to suggest that I complained of a headache, collapsed onto the floor in a seizure, and then fainted.... Not PC, but funny.) Just as we are going on break, the teacher suddenly remembers.. mid-term evaluation forms are due.
Now normally I write real nice reviews and never give the teacher anything less than the equivalent of a C+. Rarely give them worse than what amounts to a B. But like I said, she picked the wrong day.
So anyway, came home early, took a bath, and headed to BFS chat to find my friends.
posted by SaraSmile | 11:22 PM
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