No fucking wall so the stupid public can stare while I sit at my desk is one very annoying gig, but a fucking presentation, too? The third thing is icing on the poison cake. Eat it, eat it, don't you make me repeat it.
Monday, January 14, 2013
Hell is other semesters
Posted by Randal Graves at 11:55 AM
Labels: loose lips sink asbestos infested buildings, music, narcissism, the side effects of slacking
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Sorry homie. Also, this class was YOUR idea for a change. You've survived having to present in a foreign language though which I can't bring myself to do.
Proof that no one should ever listen to me on anything. At least I've got booze.
Should I take this to mean you're now teaching a music appreciation course? If you don't want the class staring at you I suggest eating at your desk with your mouth open.
I'm both too stupid and too impatient to be a (quality) teacher on anything other than complaining or scowling, but I don't see what the problem is with this plate mail n' kilt combo.
Me, too!
CHEERS!!!
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Ain't this flu season a bitch. Got purple cows roaming the halls and flying alligators directing traffic.
Did I go off topic? Sorry, my bad.
You can always fall back on piglatin if you can't remember what to say. Just do it in a French accent. No one is listening to you anyway...except for the brown-nose in the first row.
Okay then mandatory IPhones should keep the little buggers busy. That is if you don't mind being ignored and seeing the tops of heads all period.
"If you don't want the class staring at you I suggest eating at your desk with your mouth open."
I can think of a few kinkier things to do at your desk if you don't want people staring. But I won't go into detail since this is a family blog.
if, me three squared!
BB, dude, there's no fucking topic here. Feel free to regale us with a short story compose entirely of your vomitory hallucinations.
Ui-oay, ixnay on the atinla.
demeur, if I was foolish enough to go into teaching, I wouldn't care if they leetnoobtxted all class, not like they were going to listen anyway.
tom, can you find a way to turn the horrors of higher education into something that will keep me from throwing more money into the wizard rust?
What's the matter? You have something against ivy covered halls? Boola Boola and all that. Hey it's a job ain't it?
Boola Boola, Indeed!
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