I am insulted. I am just not sure about what.
Our college holds open registration. That means that students may register themselves for classes during a 3 week period each term. We don't keep registration a secret. It is on our website, advisors mention it, and we have a banner we place on the front lawn.
Still, after registration closes students will come into our office wailing that they "have to get into that class!" Most of the time students try to play the pity card hoping it is the first time we have heard the excuse they are using and will break the rules and register them for the class they want.
Today a student tried a new approach. She offered me a bribe. Seriously! This student leaned over my desk and in a low-toned voice offered me $10 to get her in the class she needed.
I don't know whether to be insulted that she thought I could be bribed, or insulted that she thought I could be bought so cheap.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Idle
We spent a Work Free Holiday on the river. It was great; we drank daiquiris while floating on inner tubes, listened to live music while eating burgers at the marina, and slept on the dock.
Something about doing nothing while other people are at work made it even more enjoyable. We mentioned this often to one another.
Me at 1AM: “Want to play another round of Yahtzee?” Mister: “Why not? We don’t have to get up and go to work in the morning.”
Mister at 11AM: “Making a batch of daiquiris?” Me: “Of course, we aren’t at work.”
Now that we are back to our everyday work routine, I think our life is missing idleness. We know how to be idle, just not how to work it into an average day. The state has pretty firm ideas about when I arrive everyday- so that lets out sleeping in. The state is also inflexible about the length of my break- so no 3 martini lunches. I can’t spend the afternoon at the dog track because the state doesn’t release me until 7PM. And have I mentioned how the mortgage company feels about the monthly payments? Mister can’t not go to work and us keep our house.
Maybe we need an idleness revolution. A hammock in the front yard would be a sign of support. Lying in the hammock at 9AM Monday morning would be an act of heroism
Something about doing nothing while other people are at work made it even more enjoyable. We mentioned this often to one another.
Me at 1AM: “Want to play another round of Yahtzee?” Mister: “Why not? We don’t have to get up and go to work in the morning.”
Mister at 11AM: “Making a batch of daiquiris?” Me: “Of course, we aren’t at work.”
Now that we are back to our everyday work routine, I think our life is missing idleness. We know how to be idle, just not how to work it into an average day. The state has pretty firm ideas about when I arrive everyday- so that lets out sleeping in. The state is also inflexible about the length of my break- so no 3 martini lunches. I can’t spend the afternoon at the dog track because the state doesn’t release me until 7PM. And have I mentioned how the mortgage company feels about the monthly payments? Mister can’t not go to work and us keep our house.
Maybe we need an idleness revolution. A hammock in the front yard would be a sign of support. Lying in the hammock at 9AM Monday morning would be an act of heroism
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Seriously?!
A student just drooled on my desk!!!
This chick was so f***-up she had a slobber string from her mouth to my desktop!
Seriously- I should be getting hazard pay.
This chick was so f***-up she had a slobber string from her mouth to my desktop!
Seriously- I should be getting hazard pay.
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