Some weeks I should get an award for self restraint. If I can keep this up through the next election cycle, I will call it as one of my miracles on my path to sainthood.
…but I so long to sink my fangs into someone or something stupid from time to time.
One of the things that was going well last quarter was I had very few people making excuses. Somehow, I seem to be making up for lost time this summer. I didn’t mean my “Student Excuse Bingo” to be predictive. What the actual fuck? I shouldn’t score a bingo until at least two weeks go by.
I can deal with student excuses. That is one reason why I have a syllabus… “Sorry you forgot there was a class, did you check the website to see what was due? No? Then I’m afraid you are out of luck.” I suppose it make sense that I’m feeling put upon this quarter, since last quarter was so exceptionally good. Honestly, I’ve got good students this quarter… there is just more drama somehow. One of the few reasons I like teaching is that there people are trying to make themselves smarter and more capable.
What I have been having more trouble with is people outside of school.
People at bus stops. People on the buses. People in the store. People, people, everywhere! Seriously, who the hell brings a yapping dog on a standing room only bus? Why is it so hard to drive down the road without texting and running other drivers off the road? Is it really necessary to block an entire aisle at the store while you browse types of soup? Or do you expect me to listen to you while you scream at everyone why you think Obama is responsible for SCOTUS (do you understand there are different branches of government)?
Evil geniuses, it is time to unite and take over the world! Join the ranks of my minions for adventure and benefits! Loose the battle drones! Set up the education camps. (I say education, because frankly we are just undoing the damage of apathy and inane media misinformation). Let the smarter ones live. If nothing else, a culling the population will make traffic easier.
Okay, deep breath. I haven’t hurt anyone, despite my general attitude of stabbiness. I don’t even push the big, shiny, personal buttons that people show me.
Don’t think you’re safe yet, though. Stupidity just makes my fangs itch.