The Waiting Room

So why am I feeling so evil???

It began this morning. I received a ballot in my faculty mailbox to nominate students for awards at graduation. The ballot listed the eligible students’ names, majors, social security number, gender and race. Excuse me…social security number? WTF is up with that? You can’t just distribute someone’s social security number on something like that!!! There are some serious legal implications for an act like that. Many of my colleagues were horrified as well. So, I took my concerns to my boss, the Dean of Instruction, who also happened to be the person who disturbed this document in the first place. I asked her if distributing the list with the social security numbers was a mistake. She said no. I respectfully explained to her that providing a document with the student’s social security numbers was a bad thing. I suggested that the ballots should be redistributed without the social security information.

Now, one would think that someone hearing this information would have said “Wow, I can’t believe I missed that.”, or “Yes, it’s a mistake, but I do not think that it that big of an issue.” and that would be the end of the conversation. HELL NO! My boss tore me a new corn hole. She bitched and moaned that she was up until 2 AM working on this list and now she would have to do it all over again, because I have issues with how she does things. She also told me that one of my colleagues had brought the issue to her attention an hour ago. (This colleague did not bother to tell any of the other faculty members that she had already spoken to the DI, while we were complaining about the issue.) The DI began yanking all the remaining ballots from the mailboxes and bitching how she did not have time to redo them bcause of yours truly.

Well, as much as I would have loved to stick around and listen to the DI to bitch; I was late for my Critical Thinking class and my child abuse student.

Just to give you a little background on the research project for my Critical Thinking course. I ask the students to create their own law. They may legislate something new or they may change an existing law. The must provide a full explanation of their law, including background information and research supporting their law. Furthermore, they must discuss and consider those viewpoints that may be contrary to their law and determine if there is room for compromise.

Peri had commented that perhaps this student was trying to provoke me into getting assistance with her project, given that the student complained that her topic was “too hard”. Last night, I read the student’s outline and she basically regurgitated our entire conversation into an outline. She even changed her original premise to coincide with what I had explained to her in class about mandatory reporting of child abuse.

I was absolutely sick. WTF!!!! Did this girl just chump me by saying something so repulsive in the hopes that I would help her? Yep. (Peri...if we ever meet, I owe you a martini!) So I have no idea if this girl was really serious or not. Would you have thought she was???

I wrote a detailed commentary on her outline, stating that I found it rather curious that her outline seemed to be in stark contrast to her comments in class. I was hoping that I could speak to her before class, but I was late getting class because of the whole DI thing. When I arrived at class, I gave the student her outline and I told her that I wanted to speak to her about her outline during my office hours later that day. She just looked at me with this shity grin on her face and walked away. She never showed up. Who knows what she will put in her final paper.

So in the span of three hours, my day went straight to Hell!

I spent the day in the dog house with respect to the DI. Around 4:30, The DI stopped by to apologize for her “overreaction”. But I was so pissed at that point that I just mumbled a “no worries”.

My colleague who spoke to the DI before I did never did say anything about the incident, even though she KNEW I had just had my ass chewed out.

And, I have a student who is a fucking monster, a slick con artist or both.


Once again…WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!!!!! Is this open season on Seeking Solace???