You are sick and tired and you need a nap. I understand. Thanks for making it into class today, I appreciate it.
However, I don't appreciate those of you who felt the need to 1) call me over with a question and 2) proceeded to hack and cough and snot all over me while we spoke. Most kindergartners know to use the 'chickenwing' maneuver when they have to cough. All you have to do is push your face into the crook of your arm and spew your germs there. I'm sure it's my fault though, because I forgot to add that little gem into the syllabus.
Immediately after class, I ran straight to the bathroom to wash my hands. But it's probably too late. I'm guessing I'll soon become ill, and you can guess how many sick days this fine institution gives it's adjunct faculty members. All this because you couldn't cover your fucking mouth with your fucking elbow.
I guess there is only one option now: Burn this shit out with whiskey. Because it's been that kind of Friday.