September 13, 2005
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How do you spell BOO HOO
This is a bitching blog, so if you are looking for some poetry, check my last two posts. Especially my last two posts, as those two poems are works in progress and I’m looking for feedback.
Ok…back to bitching.
I am taking classes at school and I am a returning student. I am having a good time for the most part. In my Intro to Professional Writing class, there is this one woman in class who seems to be using the lecture periods as a forum to tell others about her morals, religion, lousy personal life, and physical ailments. This drives me absolutely batty. Most of the time the crap she has to say (and I do mean crap) has nothing, completely totally and utterly NOTHING to do with class. I felt like saying, lady, if you’re looking for sympathy, its in the dictionary between the words SHIT and SYPHILIS. Go look it up. In the mean time, the spelling for whine is B-O-O H-O-O.
Okay, done griping. Thanks for listening.
Comments (6)
I feel for you. There is a girl at my work that sounds quite similar. She’s hard to tune out sometimes. I even noticed here on xanga some people who seem to frequently “post for pity”. Know what I mean? Well, I didn’t mean to rant. The only comfort I can give you is that most likely others in your class feel the same as you.And look at it this way, at least it’s just that class which is only a semester. My “problem” girl is at work with me everyday!!??
Argh… I’d be inclined to time her comment and figure out how much it cost me per minute of class time and let her know…
Time her, and start charging by the hour. Then present her with a bill at the end of the semester.
I know I’m evil, but you love me anyway, right?
Okay, so feel my pain with me…here I am at work with the above mentioned….:( Hehe.
Gripe and bitch. You’re entitled! I had so many classes with people who yapped to hear the sound of their own voice. We had this very mole-like New York rich kid who insisted on bringing up the fact that the parking space for his parents jag cost more than most houses in Michigan. I wanted to smack him and say, “I’m never impressed by money…especially when the person talking about it didn’t even earn it!” Ass!!! Just start groaning really loudly as she goes on and on and say shit under your breath. She’ll get the point.
Oooh I hear that one. Got a woman at work like that and it got so bad I requested to be moved to a new cube. That one was easy, but in a classroom, it is perfectly permissable for you to interupt and ask the teacher something directly realted to class, in a louder voice. Is he doesn’t get the hint then the problem may even be with the instructor who is allowing it. Talk with the teacher, and tell her you’re fed up and feel like you’re owed a refund for your time wasted. If the teacher is even a little bit on the ball, she/he’ll talk to the woman after class and tell her to cool it. If the teacher lets it slide, then write a long essay on enabling, and be blunt and honest and present it for a grade. Claim fraud and discrimination against them if you get a bad grade.