Skript Kitty

Watching Skript in heat has a vaguely train-wreckish feel to it. Or like watching a spastic 'comedian' trying to put forth offensive humor. I have to watch, if only for a little while, even if it's embarassing and pathetic.

Only with the comedian I can't shout: "The (katana, shoe, strat guide, chair, etc.) isn't interested!" Of course, I can also turn off the comedian when it gets too much. Which is something that really can't be done with a yowling cat.

Over and out.

The Entitlement Bitch strikes back!

Rawr!

I have a cool teacher. Let's call him Tony. Now my class with Tony is small, four people. So Tony is very accomodating with what works best for the people in this class. Now... this means that last time we met and he wanted to set a tentative due date for the final project for tomorrow, I could mention that with the end of the semester crunch and the fact that I had a paper due the day before, that I could ask to push it back to next week, because it's the weekend that really matters. Tony is cool. Tony moves the paper back to next Wednesday. I can deal with this.

So fast forward to today. And suddenly there's a 5-10 minute presentation of our projects due tomorrow morning, which we are notified by e-mail (since Tuesday's class was cancelled) at noon today, that instead of doing the planned lesson, you know the one that we as a class chose when he very specfically gave us the choice between topics, we now have to prepare a presentation for something due next week.

So essentially the due date for a major project has been moved up a week. The day before it's due.

*does the whiny customer complaint*
I think students are entitled to a bit of notice before a due date is moved up. I'm glad that he is accomodating. Yet... I'm a bit panicked. And yes, I did send an e-mail telling him why I do not like this situation, and what I think would have mitigated the situation. I'm so going to fail this class.

Over and out.