In what world...
... is it ok to say/do things like this?
Example 1:
Back story makes this all the more mind boggling, but the following text conversation occurred last weekend with someone I had previously made out with once. We were at the same party and a male friend I sometimes flirt left with me, platonically, and drove me home.
Make out guy(1:34am): "Hey, ditch that guy and come over"
Me(1:53am): "Ha ha already home. Time to crash" (with secret internal dialogue adding "not on your life, dumbass")
MOG(11:55am): "Haha, i don't even remember sending that... I just woke up on my floor... No vomit though, fewf"
That... really makes me want to accept your next proposition. No, really.
Example 2:
I am TAing a class of 200 students. They were instructed to type up a clear explanation of perceived errors in grading of their papers, with clear reference to posted grading guidelines, if they wished to have any points reconsidered. One girl's paper was so tortuous to read and lacking in valid points, it was one of my "oh my god" examples I shared with roommates and received 13/25 points. One day before the requests are due, she sends me this gem:
"So I was wondering if there is anyway we cld meet afetr the final, or after the review session tonight to go over my paper, I got an F wich is totally ubsurd to me, I don't feel I deserve an F! I am a senior and have written many papers, in fact I even had Janet the writting lady read it over, I cannot afford to get a bad grade in the class because of the paper I have done ok on the tests and had hoped to get a B in the class for sure, I totally thought I did well on the paper I spent a few days on that paper and couldn't believe I got 13 points only... I will to as the professor asked and type up the reasons why I believe I should get a higher grade, however I would like to go over it and get some clarification, please..."
After explaining (again) what she had to do to submit an official request, she submitted her paper with notations as insightful as "NO WAY" and "!?!!".
Oh, the indignation.
Oh, the exhaustion.
Example 1:
Back story makes this all the more mind boggling, but the following text conversation occurred last weekend with someone I had previously made out with once. We were at the same party and a male friend I sometimes flirt left with me, platonically, and drove me home.
Make out guy(1:34am): "Hey, ditch that guy and come over"
Me(1:53am): "Ha ha already home. Time to crash" (with secret internal dialogue adding "not on your life, dumbass")
MOG(11:55am): "Haha, i don't even remember sending that... I just woke up on my floor... No vomit though, fewf"
That... really makes me want to accept your next proposition. No, really.
Example 2:
I am TAing a class of 200 students. They were instructed to type up a clear explanation of perceived errors in grading of their papers, with clear reference to posted grading guidelines, if they wished to have any points reconsidered. One girl's paper was so tortuous to read and lacking in valid points, it was one of my "oh my god" examples I shared with roommates and received 13/25 points. One day before the requests are due, she sends me this gem:
"So I was wondering if there is anyway we cld meet afetr the final, or after the review session tonight to go over my paper, I got an F wich is totally ubsurd to me, I don't feel I deserve an F! I am a senior and have written many papers, in fact I even had Janet the writting lady read it over, I cannot afford to get a bad grade in the class because of the paper I have done ok on the tests and had hoped to get a B in the class for sure, I totally thought I did well on the paper I spent a few days on that paper and couldn't believe I got 13 points only... I will to as the professor asked and type up the reasons why I believe I should get a higher grade, however I would like to go over it and get some clarification, please..."
After explaining (again) what she had to do to submit an official request, she submitted her paper with notations as insightful as "NO WAY" and "!?!!".
Oh, the indignation.
Oh, the exhaustion.