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Friday, April 27, 2007

School's (Almost) Out For Summer

The end of the semester is in sight, and not a moment too soon. It's been a particularly aggravating term--the ratio of absolute loonies to normal students has been particularly high this semester, and I think it's good for the health of all for me to get the hell away from them.

Here's an email from a kid who has not come to class ONCE this semester.

Dear Feemus,
I know that I need to turn in some work to you [um, like three weeks ago]. It would be helpful to me in completing this if you could remind me of the format and the topics for these assignments.

Also, could you tell me when and where we meet. I know I shouldn't have to ask this, but I can't find the information anywhere. I would like to end the semester on as strong a foot as possible.

Sincerely,
OffToLawSchool

Get the fuck out of here. We have ONE week of classes left and you think that coming to class NOW is going to do you any damn good?

And you think my job is to be "helpful" to you? My job is to fucking TEACH you. I have been available to teach you for several months now. I have emailed you several times--with no response--in concern about your failure to attend or to complete your work. I have emailed you to remind you that I am available during office hours if you are having academic difficulties. And nothing from you. But now that you realize you're failing, you want me to "be helpful"??

The really sad thing is, this kid isn't even the most annoying one this semester.

Although, of course, there are many wonderful students as well. They rarely email. I love them.

7 Comments:

  • You know this is exactly like certain recurring nightmares I have: I dream that I'm back in school and trying to make up for all the lost time -- and always in the most unrealistic and insane ways -- I thought this only happened in really bad dreams. Once again, I'm finding it difficult to close my jaw. Wow, Feemus...could it ("it" being the student's perception of life)be hormonal or chemical in nature?

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 7:59 AM  

  • Christallmighty, Claud, if only I knew!! If it were chemical, I might consider dumping the antidote into the water supply.

    I think part of it is just the technology. They send and email and expect an immediate response. They think that I can email them some facsimile of a classroom experience. And they can ask for things over email that (I *hope*) they'd blush to ask in person.

    And, some of them are just assholes. Hormonal assholes. Rich hormonal assholes. Rich entitled thoughtless hormonal assholes.

    Is it summer yet?

    By Blogger Feemus, at 8:01 PM  

  • Wow, I am really grumpy!

    I need to take some PVS advice and not let them personalize it. Most of my grumpiness is nagging guilt, I think, that I'm not giving in.

    Thank heavens for practical slaying.

    By Blogger Feemus, at 8:03 PM  

  • Oh my, Feemus! What kind of preparation for "real life" would that be if you did give in? They are suffering the consequences of their own actions, not yours! I think you can safely make peace with yourself about this...and then go and have yourself an enormous hot fudge sundae.

    (this is my latest cure for what ails anyone and anything. it works, it works!)

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:59 PM  

  • mmmmmmm......ice cream.

    Ok, all I have in my freezer is Soy Dream, but it'll have to do!

    I'm feeling less crazy already.

    By Blogger Feemus, at 7:23 AM  

  • Soy Dream???

    Seriously?

    Or is that the lactose intolerance thing? Cause if it aint, I was gonna air mail you some real ice cream asap...

    Benticore
    Out (and ready for the damn summer)

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 9:57 AM  

  • Yeah, I don't know what's up with the Soy Dream. Some freezer relic of a vegan phase in the Feemus household.

    Freezer archeology is an underdeveloped science.

    By Blogger Feemus, at 9:26 AM  

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