Would you like to do my work for me
Moth has been correcting 5th year class tests for a while now and keeps complaining that she made the test too easy because there are too many top marks. "It's not just that there are so many people who got an A," she says at one point, "it's WHO got them..."
So I'm like: "Well, that's okay, isn't it? They'll go into the summer break with a morality boost."
And so on. We're having some quiet work time in each other's company except that I don't manage to get much work done for reasons of my own. Then this hapens, out of the blue:
Moth: "Would you like to correct student M's test for me?"
Me: (hardly looking up from my own work) "Uhm... no?"
Moth: (in a sudden tantrum, child's voice:) "MAAAAAN! There are TWENTY-EIGHT students in that class! It is SO UNFAIR!!!!"
Me: (stares)
Moth: (looking surprised) What?
Me: (laughing) "The sudden, righteous outrage!"
Lots of laughter
So I'm like: "Well, that's okay, isn't it? They'll go into the summer break with a morality boost."
And so on. We're having some quiet work time in each other's company except that I don't manage to get much work done for reasons of my own. Then this hapens, out of the blue:
Moth: "Would you like to correct student M's test for me?"
Me: (hardly looking up from my own work) "Uhm... no?"
Moth: (in a sudden tantrum, child's voice:) "MAAAAAN! There are TWENTY-EIGHT students in that class! It is SO UNFAIR!!!!"
Me: (stares)
Moth: (looking surprised) What?
Me: (laughing) "The sudden, righteous outrage!"
Lots of laughter