First of all, apparently the army is recruiting through myspace... fucking disgusting!, here's a link to this asshole profile:
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=133502821 wanna join me in sending pounds and pounds of hate mail his way?
My name is Staff Sergeant O'Dowd and I am the United States Army Recruiter for Santa Barbara. You have been identified as a person who may be eligible for $71,000.00. I would like to sit down with you and find out if you qualify. I also have 212 jobs (part time and full time) available for graduates that you may qualify for. If any of this interest you please send me an e-mail and let me know. I would be more than happy to show you your options
SSG O'Dowd, Seanessey F
U.S. Army Recruiter
7127 Hollister Ave Ste 22
Goleta, CA 93117
Seanessey.Odowd@usarec.army.mil
1-877-854-9442
but my original reason for posting tonight... is that my vassar day has been so horrific and mostly because of one self-righteous professor. This is the e-mail I will be sending him shortly. I realize that some of it won't make sense, but I have in the ability of my friends to find meaning from context. haha. enjoy:
Hello-
I'm the girl, who is part of the couple that you embarassed today in your James Baldwin class. Your actions greatly upset me and let me tell you why. I stayed up very late last night to finish reading for both my sociology class (the field I will be majoring in) and your class. At a certain point, I couldn't read any more and I had to choose between the two classes... one I would finish and the other I would catch up with later. I chose the reading for your class because I find it (both the reading and the class) absolutely engaging. So I stayed up slightly later to finish both essays and looked forward to participating in the class discussion today. I went to my first two classes of the day with no real problems. But by the time I got to your class - even though I made sure I had food in my system to help energize me - I could feel exhaustion starting to sink in. I considered not attending your class so that I could go back to my room and take a nap. But I decided that would mean that the sacrifice of staying up later to finish Baldwin would have been in vain. So I decided to tough it out for as long as possible - this turned out to be 40 minutes or so into the class - I knew I would probably fall asleep, but unfortuntaely I had the notion that you were a compassionate person and that the worst that would happen, is you would pull me aside after class (at which point I would explain myself to you and ask for forgiveness). So really, my falling asleep in your class had nothing to do with the fact that my boyfriend and I were sitting together (if anything, he kept me awake longer and if I had been sitting with a stranger I would have simply fallen asleep faster and in a more awkward position), and it had nothing to do with a lack of respect for you (because, I hope, as you can see, I had nothing BUT respect for you and your class and tried very hard for you and the class.)
When you singled us out (and I know there were other people sleeping and on the verge of sleeping in that class) you contributed a great deal to what will now be known for me, as the worst day on Vassar campus. I knew it would happen someday, but I didn't think it would be caused by you or your class.
I would appreciate it if you didn't make this incident the next topic for discussion in class.
I would also genuinely like to know what your intention was? and why your comments couldn't have waited for a more appriopriate time.
Also, last Thursday, I spoke up in class, like you wanted, and you didn't even bother to ask my name... I think you've asked everyone else who has spoken what his/her name is... So on top of everything else, I'm offended that you have no interest in learning my name or hearing what I have to say about Baldwin. Although, I'm sure you'll remember it now... unfortunately.
*I guess this whole thing is really my fault, for making what I thought were safe assumptions about the kind of person and the kind of professor you are.*
--Amy Ritchie
I decided not to include the last line (in *) even though I really really wanted to, because my friend Chris said it was a little too much...
What else happened today to make this day the worst of my vassar career?
1) I missed a Dr.'s appointment this morning before classes.
2) I was exhausted all day
3) I got a 92% on my film paper (I was expecting something higher, i know I'm a perfectionist, let me be!)
4) There was a fire alarm that went off in Blodgett Hall (some idiot pulled it) which delayed my favorite class (Sociology).
5) I was too tired to meet with my Sociology professor after class to discuss my major... I'll have to do it on thursday
6) I accidentally took a 3 hour nap (it's a bad thing when you have as much work to do as I do.)
7) I fell down a flight of stairs
so that was my day