WE are not amused.
I find myself decidedly unhappy.
Possibly, this will make me sound incredibly...er, asshole-like, but I figure most of you have figured out by now that I sort of am one, so this won't surprise you. Possibly infuriate you, but not surprise you.
Got my first paper back from my American Lit prof...it was a C+.
Suffice to say, I wasn't quite expecting that.
I mean, the paper was garbage, and I knew that when I turned it in--the worst garbage I've written in some time, actually, but...my garbage usually isn't lower than a B-. So I was extremely...peturbed. Not mad, just...lemme put it this way: when I saw the C+, my head exploded (figuratively speaking, folks...).
And I have a quibble with the prof's comments, which I will address on Wednesday, when I drive down to FU for the sole purpose of meeting with him, because if I do decide to re-write this paper (a first that I'm REALLY not happy about), I want to make damn well sure I'm writing to this guy's specifications (even though it irritates me vaguely that my writing wasn't good enough for him, because I haven't had any complaints up to now from my other English profs).
And is retarded that I would have been happier with a B-? Because I really would have; those 2 or 3 points would have made all the difference.
Also: some SHITHEAD almost crashed into me tonight when I was getting onto the Turnpike, because he apparently doesn't understand that there are other drivers around him, and he can't just THROW himself into the SunPass lane all willy-nilly. I didn't get the chance to beep at him (too busy trying not to crash into him or the toll booth), and I'm really annoyed by that.
Dickhead. >(
Possibly, this will make me sound incredibly...er, asshole-like, but I figure most of you have figured out by now that I sort of am one, so this won't surprise you. Possibly infuriate you, but not surprise you.
Got my first paper back from my American Lit prof...it was a C+.
Suffice to say, I wasn't quite expecting that.
I mean, the paper was garbage, and I knew that when I turned it in--the worst garbage I've written in some time, actually, but...my garbage usually isn't lower than a B-. So I was extremely...peturbed. Not mad, just...lemme put it this way: when I saw the C+, my head exploded (figuratively speaking, folks...).
And I have a quibble with the prof's comments, which I will address on Wednesday, when I drive down to FU for the sole purpose of meeting with him, because if I do decide to re-write this paper (a first that I'm REALLY not happy about), I want to make damn well sure I'm writing to this guy's specifications (even though it irritates me vaguely that my writing wasn't good enough for him, because I haven't had any complaints up to now from my other English profs).
And is retarded that I would have been happier with a B-? Because I really would have; those 2 or 3 points would have made all the difference.
Also: some SHITHEAD almost crashed into me tonight when I was getting onto the Turnpike, because he apparently doesn't understand that there are other drivers around him, and he can't just THROW himself into the SunPass lane all willy-nilly. I didn't get the chance to beep at him (too busy trying not to crash into him or the toll booth), and I'm really annoyed by that.
Dickhead. >(