rant and drug info
what a good day. i feel kind of ill and i can't tell if it's a cramping pain or a sickness pain or a i'mhungrybutcan'teat kind of pain...i'll tough it out. I am now able to more accurately describe why my ceramics teacher pisses me off.
-he talks around what he's saying and goes on to odd topics, like scuba-diving or how "he" would do the bowl if he had his way. i wouldn't mind this so much if he didn't stare at you while he said it and say things like, you understand? you get it? yes? in this condescending way. if you nod at him he looks at you like you're an idiot. i think this guy's so fed up with having students that won't talk to him casually that he assumes they're all idiots who don't deserve any respect. by coming on so aggressively he effectively scares away any honest dialogue. instead it turns into an agree fest where every girl there is nodding and smiling like he's saying the most interesting things ever and the guys are nodding sagely, but privately they dislike him. he encourages students to speak up, but when they do, he answers them in a desultory manner. examples: burkett: how about you guys talk a little bit?
girl: do we make a bowl with a curved edge or a straight edge?
burkett: did you read the project sheet?
girl: no...
burkett: well if you looked at it you'd see i explicitly answered that very question.
girl: oh....okay.
why ask for questions if you SHIT all OVER them?
-we were starting the demo and this kid spoke up right before, saying: "do you know who had this spot yesterday?"
burkett: no.
boy: oh...well you see the person keeps leaving this section* loose on top of the hooks and everyday i have to fix it.
burkett: is it really so hard? seriously it takes two seconds to fix it.
boy: (laughs nervously) i know yeah...it's just annoying. (everyone else nods in agreement)
burkett: well let's just say...if that sort of thing annoys you, you're going to have a hard time with life.
boy: (awkwardly smiles in agreement)
burkett: i think it's having a child or something but when you have a wild kid running around the house you get more patient.
me: (chiming in) yeah, like i have this little sister, and sometimes she draws on the walls, but we don't mind, we just paint over it with house paint. it's sort of the same thing, it's about not letting the small stuff turn you into a nutcase.
burkett: you let her draw on the walls? psh. i would never let my son do that. there are other things your kid can do besides drawing on the walls.
me: (not backing down) i think it's a great idea. it's allowing her freedom to be artistic because it's not a big deal really.
burkett: we don't have to be cavemen just to make art. she can draw on paper.
me: i feel that's stifling creativity.
burkett: "stifling creativity"? are you serious?
me: yes.
this whole time, keep in mind, he's staring directly into my eyes, with a smirk on his face. what a pompous asshole. i say something that goes along with his statement, and instead of recognizing that i'm trying to laugh off the situation and agreeing with him, he attacks the basis of my sentence and makes me out to be some animalistic bad person! it's not even my fucking child, it's my sister. fuck this guy. i'm trying so hard to not dislike him but he makes it easy.
for your reading pleasure, here are all the steps i'd have to do in order to harvest a three day extended release ritalin pill:
"take the pill onto a flat surface. grab a knife or razor, preferably a chef's knife from your kitchen. apply pressure to the direct center of the pill longways, so your cutting the tablet in half like this (==|==) with the vertical line being the cut. NOT LIKE THIS: -(----)- with the horizontal line being the cut. When it cuts in half, peel like an orange the complete outer layer off. Set aside. You should have three colors left, a dark green color, a pale color, and another pale color. Use your knife to separate all the pale color parts out, discard the dark green section. Crush, with blunt side of knife, the pale parts into a fine power. Take the powder, and add it to a cup along with the outer shell your peeled off. Add warm water, and consume. Some may stick to the sides of the cup, repeat water process using a spoon to scrape if necessary. Wait 30 minutes, and zing." *(there's a section of the throwing wheel that catches all the excess sludge from the clay and it isn't attached, it slides onto two metal hooks that hold it in place)
-he talks around what he's saying and goes on to odd topics, like scuba-diving or how "he" would do the bowl if he had his way. i wouldn't mind this so much if he didn't stare at you while he said it and say things like, you understand? you get it? yes? in this condescending way. if you nod at him he looks at you like you're an idiot. i think this guy's so fed up with having students that won't talk to him casually that he assumes they're all idiots who don't deserve any respect. by coming on so aggressively he effectively scares away any honest dialogue. instead it turns into an agree fest where every girl there is nodding and smiling like he's saying the most interesting things ever and the guys are nodding sagely, but privately they dislike him. he encourages students to speak up, but when they do, he answers them in a desultory manner. examples: burkett: how about you guys talk a little bit?
girl: do we make a bowl with a curved edge or a straight edge?
burkett: did you read the project sheet?
girl: no...
burkett: well if you looked at it you'd see i explicitly answered that very question.
girl: oh....okay.
why ask for questions if you SHIT all OVER them?
-we were starting the demo and this kid spoke up right before, saying: "do you know who had this spot yesterday?"
burkett: no.
boy: oh...well you see the person keeps leaving this section* loose on top of the hooks and everyday i have to fix it.
burkett: is it really so hard? seriously it takes two seconds to fix it.
boy: (laughs nervously) i know yeah...it's just annoying. (everyone else nods in agreement)
burkett: well let's just say...if that sort of thing annoys you, you're going to have a hard time with life.
boy: (awkwardly smiles in agreement)
burkett: i think it's having a child or something but when you have a wild kid running around the house you get more patient.
me: (chiming in) yeah, like i have this little sister, and sometimes she draws on the walls, but we don't mind, we just paint over it with house paint. it's sort of the same thing, it's about not letting the small stuff turn you into a nutcase.
burkett: you let her draw on the walls? psh. i would never let my son do that. there are other things your kid can do besides drawing on the walls.
me: (not backing down) i think it's a great idea. it's allowing her freedom to be artistic because it's not a big deal really.
burkett: we don't have to be cavemen just to make art. she can draw on paper.
me: i feel that's stifling creativity.
burkett: "stifling creativity"? are you serious?
me: yes.
this whole time, keep in mind, he's staring directly into my eyes, with a smirk on his face. what a pompous asshole. i say something that goes along with his statement, and instead of recognizing that i'm trying to laugh off the situation and agreeing with him, he attacks the basis of my sentence and makes me out to be some animalistic bad person! it's not even my fucking child, it's my sister. fuck this guy. i'm trying so hard to not dislike him but he makes it easy.
for your reading pleasure, here are all the steps i'd have to do in order to harvest a three day extended release ritalin pill:
"take the pill onto a flat surface. grab a knife or razor, preferably a chef's knife from your kitchen. apply pressure to the direct center of the pill longways, so your cutting the tablet in half like this (==|==) with the vertical line being the cut. NOT LIKE THIS: -(----)- with the horizontal line being the cut. When it cuts in half, peel like an orange the complete outer layer off. Set aside. You should have three colors left, a dark green color, a pale color, and another pale color. Use your knife to separate all the pale color parts out, discard the dark green section. Crush, with blunt side of knife, the pale parts into a fine power. Take the powder, and add it to a cup along with the outer shell your peeled off. Add warm water, and consume. Some may stick to the sides of the cup, repeat water process using a spoon to scrape if necessary. Wait 30 minutes, and zing." *(there's a section of the throwing wheel that catches all the excess sludge from the clay and it isn't attached, it slides onto two metal hooks that hold it in place)