So, confession time. In what guilty pleasures do you indulge that are unique to proffie-dom? Do you smile slightly when that pain-in-the-ass student earns a poor grade? When another student tells the know-it-all in the front row to shut up? Or do you enjoy reading your positive reviews on the-site-that-will-not-be-named? Fess up!Me? I enjoy posting my image on the left side of the screen! (And when I am discouraged I read a couple good reviews on "that site." )
I love snow days more than the students do.
ReplyDeleteHoo Boy, so do I!!
DeleteOh God, yes. But, perverse God of Nature, we wound up with our one snow day on Dead Day. Total waste!
DeleteSmile slightly? I grin from ear to ear.
ReplyDeleteA perfect use of the left hand graphic. It's when the text extends past the bottom of the image where I blow my stack. That staggered left hand margin (at least in cultures that read left to right) is harder to read than full flush left.
ReplyDeleteBut you know what? Fuck me and my inflexible rules! Haha. I don't even WORK here. Why am I always "fixing" stuff anyway? Is there a reward in heaven? Will Leslie K give me a back rub (yum)? No. I do it out of my love of you, and your eyesight. And because I have nothing but a bunch of Telecasters, a slowly fading golf game. Oh, my wife loves me. That's enough. Let it go, Cal, you dumb mother. MaM, you have made me look within and I've seen where I am lacking.
I can probably skip my visit with Dr. Jennifer this afternoon.
Oh, and there's a cool complement to this post coming up in tomorrow's Big Thirsty!
DeleteThis site is about as guilty pleasurable as they come.
ReplyDeleteI handed out the take-home final in the last class today. Four people were absent, and none of them can do the exam unless they see me personally to get the test, as I refuse to post it to the LMS.
ReplyDeleteOne of the 4 has been a consistent PITA since Day 1.
I just got the supreme pleasure of giving my biggest PITA student a big, fat "F." This student was the subject of one of my previous posts, I should note - She Who Smears Poop On Slides.
ReplyDeleteI experienced a guilty little frisson of pleasure today when a student e-mailed to ask me how he can "earn more points" so he can pass my class. I replied out that he can still pass the class if he gets at least a 99 percent on the final exam tomorrow, so the best way to "earn more points" would be to review the texts and study his copious notes from class discussions, even though I know that
ReplyDelete1. he never bought the texts
2. he never picked up a pen to take notes in class
3. it's highly unlikely that he knows what the word "copious" means
This time of year, such small pleasures keep me going.
I don't have any guilty pleasures. It's all pleasure, baby.
ReplyDeleteI can't think of any, except perhaps CM. With all due respect to CM, I think I need to cultivate some better guilty (or even non-guilty) pleasures.
ReplyDeleteOn second thought, research and writing has sometimes been a guilty pleasure (because I should be grading instead). But that, too, is just sad.
DeleteFor better or for worse, I don't really enjoy failing annoying students. Either I'm extraordinarily humane, or realistic about the fact that issuing them failing grades tends to prolong the agony of dealing with them, at least for a few more emails and/or a face to face meeting. The more plausible explanation is the second one.
CM doesn't make me feel guilty, but it is a pleasure.
ReplyDeleteGuilty Pleasure: finding out that a student who had vocally accused me of causing him to fail a class just flunked the class again. He filed a complaint against me, claiming I was racist against him (apparently I am only racist against plagiarists), so he took the class from one of my colleagues (who is also, now, apparently a racist for flunking his sorry cheating butt).
That's "plagiar-Americans." I'm filing another complaint.
DeleteThis happened to me too! Except the plagiarist who accused me of racism for busting his sorry butt continued to blame me for his later failures. When he failed all his courses the following semester, his MOTHER called the provost to complain that the "racism" he had suffered in my class was preventing him from succeeding!
DeleteBeaker Ben: loud and proud, baby!
DeleteZora: The Horror!!! I am still being accused of being racist, but now it's apparently an institutional racism against Asian kids who plagiarize. Given that I share part of an ethnicity with the student, he claims I hate my own people.
I like Godzilla movies, especially when I'm grading. It's great fun to go "RRRLLLLOOOOOO!!!" when ripping into some half-assed mess that richly deserves it.
ReplyDeleteAnd of course, we aficionados of bad movies every now and then enjoy something really painful. I didn't say it was healthy: it's just what we enjoy.