Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Daze of our Snowflakes, or: The Young and the Flakey

Got an e-mail today from a student with a new excuse for not attending class: A classmate was sleeping with her father, and she doesn't want to face this person.

Even if (when) she fails the class, I can already see her future career in soap opera writing.

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  1. Tell her she doesn't have to face this person. She can sit in the very front of the room, so that she only has to face the instructor.

    Never mind. That would be too, too traumatic for the poor dear, because it's painful to stare at the sun for too long.

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  2. Oh, good grief. How is this any different from couples in the class who break up and then studiously 'avoid' looking at each other while laughing uproariously with neighbors to show how "over it" they are? How long does she plan to 'not face' this person?

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    1. PS: my "oh good grief" was in response to the student, Edna, not to your post. :o)

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  3. You should totally ask, as we do in "my grandma died" or "I had surgery" situations, for evidence.

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    1. Ugh, nothankyou. ;)

      What Flakey really wants is to switch sections, ostensibly to start attending class after missing all but one meeting so far. I told her the time to deal with her personal problem was registration/add-drop, and she needs to deal with the section she was dealt.

      If this were a more litigious society (see my earlier post...) I would be concerned about potential lawsuits for aiding and abetting the catfight that may break out as a result of these two occupying the same classroom. As it stands, though, I think I ought to have a bag of popcorn waiting in my briefcase for the next few weeks JUST IN CASE.

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  4. Just catching up on a little light reading.

    Wow.

    I had a class (4 hour seminar) with my ex and the person who replaced me in the beast-with-two-backs game. The idea that I would cut class and then excuse my absence on the basis of emotional trauma is utterly laughable. But then again this was over 20 years ago. Perhaps us old farts were made of stronger stuff.

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