|Why we love students...|
Anyway, so I get an e-mail from Plagiarist Petunia, who six weeks ago lifted an "essay" in its entirety from a general-info web site, pasted it into a Word doc, put her name on it, and sent it in. I gave her a 0 for the assignment and an F for the course. Petunia says that there is "no excuse" for what she did, and she was "clearly wrong." Could I "please just reconsider" and let her pass the course? She "can't afford" to take it again.
Never mind the moral hypocrisy, the patent BS about money (she can afford to take the class again, but her scholarship doesn't pay for Fs, so she's going to have to pay for this class). All of that is just par-for the-course nonsense. The thing that pissed me off was that Petunia, like many of her classmates tend to do, signed off with the following:
"Have a blessed day!"
I'm trying to articulate why that phrase irritates me so much that I want to reach through the computer and slap their blessed little faces. Is she trying to tell me that Jesus would have given her a second chance? Why does this particular sign-off so often conclude e-mails that are petulant and inappropriate, or asking for completely unreasonable "favors"?
I don't know, man. Maybe beer knows the answer. I'll give beer a try.