Let the whining begin!

I handed in grades and the Semester From Hell is technically over. Unfortunately, it won't really be over until the last of the "Why did I get X grade?!!!!" e-mails stop. *sigh* This is the worst part of teaching.

How can you not expect an F when you did not show up to class nor did you hand in the assignments? I realize that a) all of your living relatives over the age of 50 died/had cancer/required your constant care, b) Blackboard was constantly down/your computer crashed/your dog ate your flash drive, and c) if you don't pass you are going to lose your financial aid/get put on academic probation/lose your scholarship/get kicked out of the country. Not to sound like a complete evil bitch, but I don't care. I'm on vacation. I have an out of office message on my e-mail that says do not contact me until next semester because...get this...I'M ON VACATION. Please do not fill up my mail quota with your whining. I do not want to hear it. I've heard it for fifteen weeks. I need a fucking break!

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Avon said…
Give 'em hell Harry ...err... Cat!!!

Throw 'em some pop quizzes too. Make 'em count :)

Avon of New Paltz days...

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