Posted by: Professor Anonymous on: 14 July 2009
The first reply to my eloquently worded, professional yet friendly request for writing jobs was this:
“i could help u with your bills let me know if uneed help”
*Facepalm*
This does not bode well for Homestar Runner.
Posted by: Professor Anonymous on: 14 July 2009
To those of you who have left me love here: Thank you. It really has made me feel warm and squishy inside, and I appreciate it.
To those who have left me love, support and offers of help elsewhere: Again, thank you so very much. I love you all, and I know I am damned lucky [...]
Posted by: Professor Anonymous on: 13 July 2009
This grading job has cut my hours this week by two days and next week by… well, the entire fucking week.
Hello poverty, meet me. We’ve been flirting across the room all summer now, but it’s just about time we’re properly introduced.
Now I am trying to think of a way, any way really, that I could [...]
Posted by: Professor Anonymous on: 10 July 2009
The one in particular I was loving today was a fellow grader, sitting kitty-corner to me while we all cover-to-covered in the library today.
He’s an elementary school teacher, and we had some very entertaining conversations about his sass and his use of it in the classroom.
He had one child come up to him after failing [...]
Posted by: Professor Anonymous on: 8 July 2009
Okay, so here’s what I did for 12 hours today:
Pick up a test booklet. Pray that it doesn’t smell like foreign lands.
Plop it down, check a number on the front, check a number on the inside cover.
Flip through each page and scrutinize the numbers left in red ink by each individual grader for accuracy in [...]
Posted by: Professor Anonymous on: 5 July 2009
What do you do when you have little to no money for groceries?
Start rooting around in your chest freezer.
We’ve found a Berger smoked turkey (yes, an entire turkey. A big one) that someone (my dad? Dad’s girlfriend? In-laws?) sent us for Christmas this past year and which we never ate. We tossed it in the [...]
Posted by: Professor Anonymous on: 4 July 2009
We made rent…. just barely. But we did it, and it only involved an email begging money off my father. That’s something I can do with little to no shreddage to my dignity. So I consider this a win.
Worked at least 8 hours if not up to 11 each day this week, and I’m really [...]
so you've said.