This Is the Winter of Our Discontent
So after years and years of slumming it, the brother has decided to back to school and get his college degree.
And it is NOT GOING WELL.
On his first day of class, I come home to him ENRAGED because his English teacher is a terror. He's a pretty mellow person who keeps his emotions bottled up so to see him ranting means SRS BIZNZ. I tried to get specifics but he was made inarticulate by his rage. It seems that the teacher was domineering, tyrannical, laid down a lot of rules, and threatened the students and made them feel like dirt.
Oh, like law school? I thought but did not ask aloud because I am a caring person.
Apparently, he already had time to calm down. The mother said that when he first came home, he was threatening to sic CHED on this little dinky community/technical college he insisted on going to because it was 5 minutes away from the house even though I begged bribed him to go to, well, one of the more nurturing schools where they will coddle their students and help them find their bliss and he will never feel disrespected ever. I TOLD him I will pay for Enderun, and he was like, "It's too far and the commute is too hard." Enjoy your six seasons and a movie of Community, then. Life choices, whatup!
So now he's all about solutions to his problems, and his solution is to get credit by course swapping, and essentially dropping the teacher. And what if there's only one teacher available for the entire school and students can't graduate without that credit?
And it's prolly not just that teacher, but lots more throughout the whole course. And after school, there's the bully for a boss and various other wacky weirdos, and sometimes, people just don't have the option of quitting because, bills. And even when things are going well, and the workplace is a nice, and your boss respects you and wants to keep you, budget cuts come in and people get cut regardless of their hard work and pleasing personality. Or sometimes even because they negotiated hard for better compensation and now management thinks they're overpaid.
And it is NOT GOING WELL.
On his first day of class, I come home to him ENRAGED because his English teacher is a terror. He's a pretty mellow person who keeps his emotions bottled up so to see him ranting means SRS BIZNZ. I tried to get specifics but he was made inarticulate by his rage. It seems that the teacher was domineering, tyrannical, laid down a lot of rules, and threatened the students and made them feel like dirt.
Oh, like law school? I thought but did not ask aloud because I am a caring person.
Apparently, he already had time to calm down. The mother said that when he first came home, he was threatening to sic CHED on this little dinky community/technical college he insisted on going to because it was 5 minutes away from the house even though I begged bribed him to go to, well, one of the more nurturing schools where they will coddle their students and help them find their bliss and he will never feel disrespected ever. I TOLD him I will pay for Enderun, and he was like, "It's too far and the commute is too hard." Enjoy your six seasons and a movie of Community, then. Life choices, whatup!
So now he's all about solutions to his problems, and his solution is to get credit by course swapping, and essentially dropping the teacher. And what if there's only one teacher available for the entire school and students can't graduate without that credit?
And it's prolly not just that teacher, but lots more throughout the whole course. And after school, there's the bully for a boss and various other wacky weirdos, and sometimes, people just don't have the option of quitting because, bills. And even when things are going well, and the workplace is a nice, and your boss respects you and wants to keep you, budget cuts come in and people get cut regardless of their hard work and pleasing personality. Or sometimes even because they negotiated hard for better compensation and now management thinks they're overpaid.