What a day.

I was in my classroom by 6:00AM for my class 2 hours later. I needed to prep for class by hacking apart some papers for an overhead demonstration (working on concision, baby!). Oh, and get talked to.

My talk with my supervisor was about the language I used. I could have vomited on his shoes. If the issue comes up tomorrow during my staff meeting, I intend to recite a full list of words that I will never use in class ever again, like "colostomy fucker." Heheh. I'm such a prick. And I may use the phrase, "Not some hidden knowledge you need to go to fucking Tibet to discover," but only because it cracks my shit up.

Since I was working on the board today, I had my back turned to the class most of the time. At the end of class, an athlete my came up to me and said that he thought he nodded off during class and he wanted to apologize. I had not noticed. The talk, I have no doubt, worked like a charm. (You know, except for the fact that it worked, since charms don't work.)

Thus ends the 15 minutes that I have set aside for not grading. I need to have grades for everyone by...I think 9:00. I'll just do what I always do: show up at school ridiculously early, say, 6:15. (Woohooo! Sleeping in!)

HJ