My English professor is fucking insane...
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Honestly.
She's asking us to spend well upwards of $100 in books. For an English class, this is absurd. Usually, when a professor wants to have students read some passages instead of having to pay for a whole book, they just Xerox the relevant parts and put them in the copy shop, you can buy them for a couple of dollars. HER course packet came to $25, because she filled it with color photos and the ENTIRE MLA handbook. The one she made a big deal about putting in the reference room for us to read. The one we all learned in English 1. Gah! And we couldn't just use a spiral notebook for her journal either, we had to buy this special one that cost eight-fifty. When I complained about this to the people at Shakespeare and Co, one of them said "Professor Lastname? Yeah, that's because she's a flake. I had her last term, she never goes through half her books" *muted screams of agony*
Ah, the journal. We're expected to write in it. The journal. She, naturally, complained about my handwriting. I abhor and loathe my handwriting. When it's neat, it looks immature and it takes me several minutes to write just a few lines. Also, it hurts my hand and gets ink smeared all over it. So, I thought "gee, I guess she'll be willing to let me type up my entries and staple them in instead, she's having trouble reading it, this should be simple!" Little did I know that she is INSANE!
Me: So, you know I'm mildly autistic...
Her: Oh, I didn't know that!
Me: *thinking* I put it in the first journal entry you made us write, something "about ourselves...." *aloud* Well, anyway, you commented on my handwriting and I'm a bit dyspraxic (I'm not, exactly, but fancy medical terms get attention when "bad handwriting and klutziness" doesn't), and, well, that's about as neat as it gets, because otherwise it takes me hours to write just a page like you wanted, so I was wondering if it would be okay if I could just type my entries up?
Her: Oh, well, if you had a doctor's note or a note from disabled services...
Me: *thinking* Are you INSANE, woman? I should not have to get a NOTE for you to make an EXCEPTION to your OWN DAMN RULE! It's a stupid rule anyway, because it encourages us to write our journals while sitting in our physics class! *aloud* Well, it's really difficult for me to write things, and you had complained, so...
Her: Well, that seems so difficult...
Me: *thinking* If it were difficult, I wouldn't've suggested it... *aloud* Well, I type 87 words per minute, I really type much faster than I write, it's no big deal for me to type things up, it's so much EASIER than writing since (as I'd said) writings is SO difficult for me.
Her: *apparently realizing all her good arguments were taken* Well, I don't know. The point of a journal is to handwrite... I'll tell you on Monday...
She's a moron. Plain and simple. And I just *know* she's not going to tell me it's okay, so I just asked my friendly neighborhood psychologist for an official note. Because she's a moron, and can't think for herself.
In related news, the laptop cometh. Yay! Yay! Yay!
She's asking us to spend well upwards of $100 in books. For an English class, this is absurd. Usually, when a professor wants to have students read some passages instead of having to pay for a whole book, they just Xerox the relevant parts and put them in the copy shop, you can buy them for a couple of dollars. HER course packet came to $25, because she filled it with color photos and the ENTIRE MLA handbook. The one she made a big deal about putting in the reference room for us to read. The one we all learned in English 1. Gah! And we couldn't just use a spiral notebook for her journal either, we had to buy this special one that cost eight-fifty. When I complained about this to the people at Shakespeare and Co, one of them said "Professor Lastname? Yeah, that's because she's a flake. I had her last term, she never goes through half her books" *muted screams of agony*
Ah, the journal. We're expected to write in it. The journal. She, naturally, complained about my handwriting. I abhor and loathe my handwriting. When it's neat, it looks immature and it takes me several minutes to write just a few lines. Also, it hurts my hand and gets ink smeared all over it. So, I thought "gee, I guess she'll be willing to let me type up my entries and staple them in instead, she's having trouble reading it, this should be simple!" Little did I know that she is INSANE!
Me: So, you know I'm mildly autistic...
Her: Oh, I didn't know that!
Me: *thinking* I put it in the first journal entry you made us write, something "about ourselves...." *aloud* Well, anyway, you commented on my handwriting and I'm a bit dyspraxic (I'm not, exactly, but fancy medical terms get attention when "bad handwriting and klutziness" doesn't), and, well, that's about as neat as it gets, because otherwise it takes me hours to write just a page like you wanted, so I was wondering if it would be okay if I could just type my entries up?
Her: Oh, well, if you had a doctor's note or a note from disabled services...
Me: *thinking* Are you INSANE, woman? I should not have to get a NOTE for you to make an EXCEPTION to your OWN DAMN RULE! It's a stupid rule anyway, because it encourages us to write our journals while sitting in our physics class! *aloud* Well, it's really difficult for me to write things, and you had complained, so...
Her: Well, that seems so difficult...
Me: *thinking* If it were difficult, I wouldn't've suggested it... *aloud* Well, I type 87 words per minute, I really type much faster than I write, it's no big deal for me to type things up, it's so much EASIER than writing since (as I'd said) writings is SO difficult for me.
Her: *apparently realizing all her good arguments were taken* Well, I don't know. The point of a journal is to handwrite... I'll tell you on Monday...
She's a moron. Plain and simple. And I just *know* she's not going to tell me it's okay, so I just asked my friendly neighborhood psychologist for an official note. Because she's a moron, and can't think for herself.
In related news, the laptop cometh. Yay! Yay! Yay!
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