I want to show you my hell:
I sent my professor an email today at around 1pm. I turned in a half finished paper at 4 pm. Here is my email which is worried, but jovial and determined even if flustered. I was very honest and never asked for a favor other than understanding.:
Hello professor. I want you to know that I am at Morris at the moment and I've been working on the Wenner-Gren paper since I got home from our class, but I'm having tons of problems. I don't think I'll be able to meet the deadline of 4 today. I have a little over a page of works cited and I truly and honestly cannot find more. I'm having fits; what can I do? This weekend's homework on top of this paper is an astounding workload and I swear to Margret Mead I'm trying, I just don't want to fail. I'm really worried about passing both your class and DeCunzo's class.
Here is her reply. It is nothing if not taunting and openly hostile and threatening. I have had three classes with her. She knows my mother. I am thinking unkind words for her.:
>I have a little over a page of works cited and I truly and
> honestly cannot find more.
Did you go to the Current periodicals room? Did you talk to a reference librarian?
> This weekend's homework on top of this paper
> is an astounding workload
No, actually, it is not. You were supposed to have been devoting many hours to this research
project since the first day of class. You should have found (or been unable to find) your references
six weeks ago. That would have given you time to come ask for help if you truly can't find anything.
You were supposed to have finished reading the book by this past Tuesday's class, and the
presumption is that you are taking notes as you go alone, so it should only take an hour
or so to write up those notes. The chapter from the ethics book is VERY SHORT, as is the on-line partial article.
In order to pass the class, you need to come to class, on time, with the materials prepared, and you need to turn
in the written assignments on time.
So. This must be the end. I will fail yet another course, have to feel great pangs of guilt while listening to my step-father ask why I failed. I will have burned yet another bridge with a professor I once looked up to. I will fall into a chasm of self-pity and depression. I will be further in debt and further behind in a track I no longer want to be in. I want to cry and I have acid stomach. It is past midnight on a friday and I only have until tuesday to do everything. I am sincerely considering shooting myself in the foot.
fml.
Hello professor. I want you to know that I am at Morris at the moment and I've been working on the Wenner-Gren paper since I got home from our class, but I'm having tons of problems. I don't think I'll be able to meet the deadline of 4 today. I have a little over a page of works cited and I truly and honestly cannot find more. I'm having fits; what can I do? This weekend's homework on top of this paper is an astounding workload and I swear to Margret Mead I'm trying, I just don't want to fail. I'm really worried about passing both your class and DeCunzo's class.
Here is her reply. It is nothing if not taunting and openly hostile and threatening. I have had three classes with her. She knows my mother. I am thinking unkind words for her.:
>I have a little over a page of works cited and I truly and
> honestly cannot find more.
Did you go to the Current periodicals room? Did you talk to a reference librarian?
> This weekend's homework on top of this paper
> is an astounding workload
No, actually, it is not. You were supposed to have been devoting many hours to this research
project since the first day of class. You should have found (or been unable to find) your references
six weeks ago. That would have given you time to come ask for help if you truly can't find anything.
You were supposed to have finished reading the book by this past Tuesday's class, and the
presumption is that you are taking notes as you go alone, so it should only take an hour
or so to write up those notes. The chapter from the ethics book is VERY SHORT, as is the on-line partial article.
In order to pass the class, you need to come to class, on time, with the materials prepared, and you need to turn
in the written assignments on time.
So. This must be the end. I will fail yet another course, have to feel great pangs of guilt while listening to my step-father ask why I failed. I will have burned yet another bridge with a professor I once looked up to. I will fall into a chasm of self-pity and depression. I will be further in debt and further behind in a track I no longer want to be in. I want to cry and I have acid stomach. It is past midnight on a friday and I only have until tuesday to do everything. I am sincerely considering shooting myself in the foot.
fml.