Commence Rant
You cooked dinner, mother? No no no. See what you did was not cook. What you did was take out the frozen lasagna from the freezer, preheated the oven, stuck in the frozen treat and waited. So do not complain about cooking and it's difficulties. Yesterday we ate Luby's, the day before we ate Chick-fil-a, the day before that was Pei Wei. Repeat ad nauseum. Do not say, "I have to do everything," but instead say "I'm a lazy little shit." You complain about your work load for school. Excuse me, but I'm school for twelve hours two days out of the week, and every day that I'm not there I'm at work. You have to read a book entitled Seedfolks, a book which is taught at the elementary level. Fifth grade, if we want to get technical. All you have to do is read the very short novel and write ONE page on who you identify with and what is their dilemmna. I have to read Faust, mother, Goethe's Faust. A German play which took Johann Wolfgang von Goethe sixty years to write. Not only do I have to read this long and complex poem mother, but I have to create a presentation spanning an entire class lecture period, as well as present three critical essays and discussion questions. Now this burden is not meant for one shoulder of course, but three. Alas good old Steven was too busy with work and Kim did not get to part two. The lackadaisical college students. Yet here you are, interrupting me to help you. To help you write the introduction to your paper. You claim I'm not giving you my opinion on bettering your paper, but really what you want is for me to give you the answers or do it for you. I gave you my opinion: if you want your paper to sound less elementary, use bigger words. Can't think of any? Use a thesauru. But no. This is what she does, she is Microsoft Word and right clicks for the program to give her options different words. No, you see, that is lazy, you fucking twat. You want someone else to find the right answers for you, whether it is a program or a person. Don't you understand the point of being a teacher? You have to do your own work. Now there is no problem in looking for help, but there is a difference between helping and spoon feeding. When you are teaching in class and you are stumped, do expect me to appear with the right words to say or is right clicking Microsoft Word going to suffice? When you teach, do you expect students to turn in work that they, themselves, have worked on, or an essay written by someone else? You fucking idiot, think. For once in you pathetic life, think.