Rings and fired professors...
Can you be coerced into joining something you really don't care about? Oh, you can, you say... its peer pressure they call it. Oh. In that case. Damn it. I think I'm a victim of peer pressure.
I didn't mean to be.
First though! My class ring!! It came!!! I'm wearing!!!! YAY!!!!!
Okay, that's over with, onto my current life problem. I joined a night class, because I'm special like that and the things I should do often take precedence over what I want to do-- or in this case don't want to do, anyway. I joined a night class. Taught by a professor I had never met and never heard of. I once told myself -- back in freshman year, when I ya know, cared that I wouldn't ever take or not take a class due to a professor. So. That's what I've done, or haven't done.
Anywho, I went around asking if anyone had heard of this guy (or gal) after I signed. One of my friend was in his day classes. Yay! She loved him. Double-yay!! He was funny. Double-yay with chocolate sprinkles!!!
So I was pretty thrilled to be going to this class.
If only I had taken into account that me and said friend are friends because of that whole opposites-attract rule. I didn't.
Professor is indeed funny. Not my kind of funny, though. Too off-color-ey jokes to be my kind of funny. Kinda abrasive funny. Kinda loud-and-obnoxious-in-your-face funny.
Not my kind of funny.
But I need the class. So for the past five weeks I have put up with this man and his "funny" for three and half hours one night a week.
Where does the peer pressure come in? Other people-- not as complacent or laid back as myself, took the fact that his kind of "funny" was offensive to some people to the administration. And the admistration promptly canned the professor's ass.
Yep.
Except that people like my friend like him. So. There's a campaign. And letters. And meetings. And the people in his classes are expected to participate; to support him. Ugh. My name is on a list. I didn't put it there. It was put there automatically and if I want it removed I have to tell someone. Which I haven't done. I really don't have anything personal against the guy. I don't care one way or the other. I just want to take my class, get the credit and move on. But NO! Now I have to deal with a damn campaign. Above mentioned friend knows this professor is not my cup of tea. I told above mentioned friend so. But above mentioned friend likes him. And friend wants me to suppoert her. UGH!!
Which is why I've resorted to la la la la I have my ring
Anyway. In the interest of Karma and good-will and do-unto-other-blah-blah I guess I'll go along with this. But jeez, dammit... all I wanted was the credits!!
I didn't mean to be.
First though! My class ring!! It came!!! I'm wearing!!!! YAY!!!!!
Okay, that's over with, onto my current life problem. I joined a night class, because I'm special like that and the things I should do often take precedence over what I want to do-- or in this case don't want to do, anyway. I joined a night class. Taught by a professor I had never met and never heard of. I once told myself -- back in freshman year, when I ya know, cared that I wouldn't ever take or not take a class due to a professor. So. That's what I've done, or haven't done.
Anywho, I went around asking if anyone had heard of this guy (or gal) after I signed. One of my friend was in his day classes. Yay! She loved him. Double-yay!! He was funny. Double-yay with chocolate sprinkles!!!
So I was pretty thrilled to be going to this class.
If only I had taken into account that me and said friend are friends because of that whole opposites-attract rule. I didn't.
Professor is indeed funny. Not my kind of funny, though. Too off-color-ey jokes to be my kind of funny. Kinda abrasive funny. Kinda loud-and-obnoxious-in-your-face funny.
Not my kind of funny.
But I need the class. So for the past five weeks I have put up with this man and his "funny" for three and half hours one night a week.
Where does the peer pressure come in? Other people-- not as complacent or laid back as myself, took the fact that his kind of "funny" was offensive to some people to the administration. And the admistration promptly canned the professor's ass.
Yep.
Except that people like my friend like him. So. There's a campaign. And letters. And meetings. And the people in his classes are expected to participate; to support him. Ugh. My name is on a list. I didn't put it there. It was put there automatically and if I want it removed I have to tell someone. Which I haven't done. I really don't have anything personal against the guy. I don't care one way or the other. I just want to take my class, get the credit and move on. But NO! Now I have to deal with a damn campaign. Above mentioned friend knows this professor is not my cup of tea. I told above mentioned friend so. But above mentioned friend likes him. And friend wants me to suppoert her. UGH!!
Which is why I've resorted to la la la la I have my ring
Anyway. In the interest of Karma and good-will and do-unto-other-blah-blah I guess I'll go along with this. But jeez, dammit... all I wanted was the credits!!