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*tap tap tap*
I debate not answering. Then I get up, because I know that it will just continue.
I open the door. It is Non-trad Nancy. I point to the sign. Big bold red letters.
"I know--I just wanted to make sure--the midterm in Wednesday, right?"
Nod.
"Okay. See you in class at 10:30."
I close the door. *Facepalm* is insufficient. *Headdesk* just augments the migraine I woke up with. I go back to grading papers. Thank God I left the "A" students for last, though the one I am working on is shaping up to a B-.
FML.
The gun comes out of the holster at that point. I don't give a shit if they arrest me for waving a .50 cal Desert Eagle pistol in their face THESE FUCKNUGGETS NEED TO LEARN TO READ.
ReplyDeleteThey actually TRY the doorknobs on closed doors at my school. It's really creepy.
ReplyDeleteThat's why my door isn't just closed... it's locked.
DeleteI've dealt with students foraging for a stapler -- who just pushed open my office door and grabbed the stapler from the corner of my desk, without a knock, a "hellloooooo" or even a "please."
DeleteThey can read, but they don't read, because they won't read, because they don't like it. Strelnikov can shoot until he runs out of ammunition: they still won't read.
ReplyDeleteIf you must cancel office hours to get other work done, I strongly suggest you not be in the office. Thanks to the constant interruptions, the office can be the worst place in the world to get serious work done. It helps that I have a lab in which I can hide. It looks like a set for a Frankenstein movie, so no one dares even knock on the door.
And even if they do read, their immediate response to what has been read is "This does not apply to me."
DeleteFroderick, one .50 cal round connecting properly would vaporize large chunks of the student and make wall art of the rest of them. This is why I went for the Israeli gun over the Soviet automatic: sheer overkill. These are freight train bullets compared to the standard 7.62mm of the Tokarev.
Deletesometimes I think Strel is over the top but other times..so much useful information. Are you thinking Barrett set up facing the door?
DeleteA major issue with using such large caliber ammunition is that it would go through your target and bounce off the wall behind*, possibly flying right back into your face. The Barrett is too huge for a building; hell, the Desert Eagle is too large.
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*That is, if the wall is cinderblock or cement; if it's just wood and drywall that bullet could go through two or three rooms before lodging into the copier or the Dean's head.
Depends on the large-cal round. I was always told that a .50-cal metal-jacketed round would go through anything you see on a typical residential street, concrete and cinder block included.
DeleteDoes the Desert Eagle use the .50-cal equivalent of an ACP round?
It's drywall--the other side of the wall is the women's restroom. Wouldn't want to hit any innocent bystanders.
DeleteI have been known to work in a locked office with the lights off (only the glow of my computer screen to keep me warm) in order to get work done and be left alone. Heck, I'm doing it right now!
ReplyDeleteI have done this in the past--usually on days when the sun is out, as my eyes aren't what they used to be and I can't read very well with just the light from my computer.
DeleteI don't have a window to the outside in my office, so I stapled a piece of thick black felt over my door's window (small and narrow). No light escapes under the door, so I'm good.
DeleteI don't think this visit qualifies as misery. You're to blame for opening the door. Everyone should spend more time actually complaining about things that matter.
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DeleteBut the problem is, that's the poster's misery we're talking about. So it's all good. Maybe you're above those intrusions. I know I'm not. I get put out some times and I bitch about those things. Doesn't mean I'm better or worse. It's my misery I share here.
When I first started writing on the page I called someone out for a problem that didn't bug me. I actually wasn't trying to pick a fight. I meant to say, "Don't let it bother you. Hang in there." Instead I came off awfully self-centered.
A couple of veterans of the page sort of explained what I hope I'm explaining to you. If we write it here, spent our vleen or whatever, then that's our misery. You got some? Share it. But don't tell us our vleen ain't full.
Cheers!
Hiram
"But don't tell us our vleen ain't full."
DeleteDoubt this comment will get past moderation but anyways....
I'm a bit confused. It's ok to bitch out students for complaining about grades but it's not ok to bitch out profs for complaining about silly stuff like a 15 second interruption?
StockStalker. Yes, you've just now figured out what this blog is. I don't know if I could have explained it any better. That's what we do here. If it's not for you, there are tons of great academic blogs out there.
DeleteI'm part of the misery here. I knock on closed doors (whether or not the lights are on). One of the people I have done this most often with is a professor who is well known as being a favorite amongst students and collecting nice (and interesting) grants, but who is notoriously hard to contact by e-mail or phone. I suspect he naps in the office, and though I do not hold that against him, neither do I feel bad about interrupting a nap when multiple e-mails over a week have failed to produce a response.
ReplyDeleteAnd, I'd still like to be employed in his lab.
I had a similar experience when writing my comps -- but the door-knocker (yes, there was a sign that said in BIG BOLD LETTERS "Student writing comp. DO NOT DISTURB.") was a proffie.
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