Quick to Anger, Quicker to Annoy
Brace yourselves readers, for the following entry isn't a 2-D rant of dumb that that the past few have been.
I have discovered something about myself today. I don't like being talked down to. Now, fortunatly, I have been blessed with 6 male teachers this year, so the insane factor stress level is minimal. But English, I have a woman teacher.
Let me digrese, I'm all for Womens' Lib and all that jazz, equal pay and whatever, but, female teachers (dare I say females with power...) get these powers trips or something. They need to relax. Moving on.
It dawned on me that my English teacher likes to talk down to us, like an observer does a monkey. Perhaps it was to the people behind me, but as I sit up front and in the middle, it seemed to be directed to me. I feel I might have lost my normal blase' face I hold during classes, and adopted a face of annoyance. Good for me.As I tire of her hammering in stupid little comments and manners alike.
I guess after of 17 years of being the underling, I have tired of it. Maybe my male sovanism is finally maturing? An early case of senior-itis? Or perhaps I'm one of those people unable to hold jobs b/c they like to be the boss? I'm not sure, but something stirred.
Who knows... but in other new, I saw Kyle smoozin with his Valentine after school.
So "Weck Up To This!"
I have discovered something about myself today. I don't like being talked down to. Now, fortunatly, I have been blessed with 6 male teachers this year, so the insane factor stress level is minimal. But English, I have a woman teacher.
Let me digrese, I'm all for Womens' Lib and all that jazz, equal pay and whatever, but, female teachers (dare I say females with power...) get these powers trips or something. They need to relax. Moving on.
It dawned on me that my English teacher likes to talk down to us, like an observer does a monkey. Perhaps it was to the people behind me, but as I sit up front and in the middle, it seemed to be directed to me. I feel I might have lost my normal blase' face I hold during classes, and adopted a face of annoyance. Good for me.As I tire of her hammering in stupid little comments and manners alike.
I guess after of 17 years of being the underling, I have tired of it. Maybe my male sovanism is finally maturing? An early case of senior-itis? Or perhaps I'm one of those people unable to hold jobs b/c they like to be the boss? I'm not sure, but something stirred.
Who knows... but in other new, I saw Kyle smoozin with his Valentine after school.
So "Weck Up To This!"