Southern Californians who bitch and moan when the temperature dips below 65 degrees Farenheit can fuck off. There are these things called "sweaters" and "jackets" and "blankets" for you to endure the two weeks of Winter Holocaust we all have been plagued to suffer by angry gods. Other people elsewhere need them in September when you can still surf in your skivvies and yet continue to complain that it's too hot. 350 days out of the year you are blessed with a climate that can only be described as perfect. Shut UP.
Go on, the rest of yous. What do you have for us this week?
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This has me so pissed.
It's rater like this: "Hey guys, here's 30,000 more troops, but, guess what, you're all gonna have to tie one arm behind your back, cover one eye, and count to ten before you try and take any shots."
Rather, even
Finding out the new local radio station is playing Predators games on the radio gets a big thumbs up.
Cutting back to regular programming in the middle of a shootout? That shit might move past fuck off and turn into a station-burning-down offense.
Three below can fuck off. Especially when it's so dry that your nose stings every time you breathe.
Having no time for Christmas shopping can fuck of. Having to use all the time that would be spent shopping, working a second job to be able to afford to shop, can fuck off twice.
Joel,
Jeebus - three below? That's what I mean when I get upset with So. Californians whining because the drizzle and slight chill gets in the way of working on their tan.
I'm with ya, Cullen. ROE should be an aid to the troops, not a boat anchor.
Congress can fuck off, for the so-called "medicare" bills they keep on trying to force on us. And because they keep on trying to ignore the Constitution.
Al Gore can fuck off as well, him being the biggest liar on this planet. I just wish he would fuck off buck naked at the North Pole with a couple dozen hungry polar bears.
Students who can't be arsed to come to class, can't be arsed to check their grades THAT I POST ONLINE, can't be arsed to get a copy of the final exam review THAT I ALSO POST ONLINE and then come the day after the final and moan to me, "Why did I faaaaaaaiiiiiil the class? I didn't KNOW I was failing" can FTFO.
and a double helping of FTFO for the ones who ask for me to give them an extra credit assignment.
(Hint: if you have a 45%, earning 10 points of extra credit, in a class where there were 650 points to be earned, is NOT going to get you a passing grade)
I can also kind of FO because it turns out I left one of the short papers out of the grade calculation for one class. I caught it when a student called me up and said, "Could you please tell me how I calculated my grade wrong? I get X% and you have Y% on the webpage."
So I recalculated her grade and realized I missed that cell in the spreadsheet. I did thank her for the heads up and told her she would be receiving the grade she actually earned, i.e., the higher grade based on her calculation.
Then I went back and recalculated everyone's grades. (The people who didn't turn that particular paper in didn't see any benefit, but some of those who did, did. Fortunately I had not formally submitted grades yet so it was easy to fix.)
I caught it when a student called me up and said, "Could you please tell me how I calculated my grade wrong? I get X% and you have Y% on the webpage."
How cool that the student didn't call you and say, "Hey, you calculated my grade wrong!" Southern lady training. We recognize it in each other.
Laura,
I also think it's cool that Ricki not only admitted that mistake immediately, but also went back and corrected it for all her other students as well. Lucky for her, it wasn't a HUGE hassle since she hadn't formally submitted the grades.
I like it when our teachers have something positive to say about their students for a change. That student cared enough about her grades to calculate them herself. I never did that.
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