Spleen-venting, in the five minutes before staff meeting....

[katallison]

Thing that annoys me: When I yield to a student's pleas to meet with him on this, my last day before vacation, and set an extra-early appointment time for him, and have to get up extra-extra early because I also have to bake two quiches to bring to the staff potluck, and so before dawn I arise and race around all morning, chopping and baking and finally hauling ass + quiches in to the office, inadequately caffeinated and with messy hair and sweating --

--and the goddamned student doesn't show for the appointment.. GRRRRrrrrrr.

Plus, I can't remember if I turned the stove off before I left home. I kind of think I didn't. Oh hell and damnation.

Comments

[planetalyx.livejournal.com]

One of the (many) things that keeps down my occasionally-felt whim to go back to school is the fear that somehow the minute you register you become an inconsiderate psycho. What a rude little blighter!!

Enjoy your vacation, Kat! It'll all be over in a few hours.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

I can't see you *ever* becoming an inconsiderate psycho, so no fear. And really, most of my kids are total sweethearts. (One of my fellow staffers gave us all a bit of a scolding yesterday for calling the students "kids"--her point, which has some validity, being that by calling them "men and women" we're setting an expectation that they'll behave like adults. But, y'know ... they're eighteen! They are kids, and I don't think anything I say or do is going to keep them from acting like kids, at least some of the time.)

[planetalyx.livejournal.com]

True enough. I just hear so many horror stories! Frere (oft-mentioned in my blog) is going back to school and is sometimes awash in tales of the eighteen-year-old student behavior. And two of my other best buds are professors, so we get that side of the tale too.

(The real reason I don't do more than take the occasional continuing studies course, of course, is that I have no reason to.)