I was so angry and baffled that I had to sit on this one for a while before I could even write this post.
B-ball Blane was a terrible student all semester. He registered late, skipped the first two weeks of the semester, and then showed up (about 5 minutes into a class) as if I were supposed to know who he was. When I asked his name, he said, "B-ball Blane," and rolled his eyes. Whatever. I told him to speak to me after class about his enrollment and continued with the day's lesson. He sauntered out of the room about 45 minutes later without stopping. Ok.
Half way through the semester, he received an academic warning explaining very clearly why he was in danger of failing, and what he needed to do to pass. He had several generous opportunities to raise his grade, but chose not to take any of them. Yet, he still continued to show up for class, as though, somehow, just being there would be enough.
At the end of the term, even though I knew he failed, I calculated his grade carefully, and submitted the F he earned to the Registrar.
A day later, I received the following email from him:
"I got a F in ur class."
That was it. There wasn't a greeting, a question, or even a closing.
I wrote back simply:
"Yes, I know. I entered the grades yesterday."
"Ya i know u know, but i was wondering what my percentage was overall."
So I emailed him not just his actual number grade (at least 20 points away from even a D), but also the breakdown. Yes, I did the math for him, and clearly explained every step of the way. A day or two passed, and I received another email, begging me to give him a chance to improve his grade. I did not respond.
After a few more days, he wrote again, even more desperately, asking to please allow him to improve his grade because he, B-Ball Blane, really needs b-ball in his life, and will lose his coveted b-ball scholarship if he fails this class, and he won't even be able to return for the Spring semester, in time for b-ball season, so like, this whole semester will have been a waste since he didn't get to play b-ball at all! He went on to say that he would hand deliver his work to my house if he had to. And then asked me to please be considerate.
At that point, I wrote to him, once again explaining his grade, and his failure to take opportunities to improve his grade during the semester, and that once final grades are submitted, it is too late. To avoid further contact from him, I told him he would need to speak to my Chair, and gave him the contact information. (Yes, I'd been forwarding all our correspondences thus far to my Chair, as I had a feeling B-ball Blane was going to become a problem).
My final email from B-ball Blane was downright rude. Once he realized he wasn't going to get anywhere by begging, he became a bully. I won't post the actual email because every time I look at it, I get angry. The tone had gone from imploring to nasty. The content was borderline threatening. Fortunately, he concluded that he would not bother contacting me again because "I'm not getting anywhere with you."
Nope, he's not getting anywhere with me, or my Chair. She didn't like his last email either. I won't bother with disciplinary action, since B-ball Blane will need to find somewhere else to play B-ball come Spring.