I offered to help Ken & Emily out from time to time, when they got really busy. So, here goes...
That suburban Philadelphia school district that used school issue laptops to spy on their students can fuck the hell off with the legal briefs being filed against them dipped in rancid habanero nacho cheez sauce. Using the built-in webcam to take pictures of students in their home is invasion of privacy at best, and child pornography at worst. No, it isn't "cool," it isn't your own little private soap opera. I hope investigators find naked pictures of some of your under-18 students, and the lawsuit turns into prosecution that snares all of the admin and the teachers that have been enjoying abusing the anti-theft software.
On a more personal note, my university's administration can fuck the fucking fuck right off with a half rotted fence post wrapped in barbed wire and dipped in newly-fertilized field mud. Over the past ten years, we've gone from a highly-regarded state college to a really bottom-tier university. We weren't ready for that change, haven't improved to the level students expect from a university, and are, quite frankly, a joke. And if that isn't wonderful enough, it looks like my school has been badly enough mismanaged that we're in danger of being kicked back to junior college status.
Look, you stupid fuckleheads: it took forty years to go from a brand new two-year to a well-regarded one to a brand new four-year state college. It took a further twenty-five years to go from brand new to a well-regarded four year college. We weren't ready for university status. We didn't have any programs in place or ready to be put in place. We didn't have the money. We didn't have the library (and, since that was the first place for budget cuts, the library is now worse than it was when I was a student there).
I'd go into more, but...I don't want to give enough info for my school to be identified and have word get back.
Take it away, and have a good weekend.
5 comments:
The new textbook-request process can FTFO. The old one took less than five minutes, we got paper forms to check a few things off on, our secretary collated them and then sent them over. It worked well.
Now we have to do it online. We have to fill in all the boxes on a form - about 3 x as many as on the old forms. The interface is buggy and crashy. I received no verification as to whether my requests actually went THROUGH.
And the capper? This week we get an e-mail asking - no, demanding - that we go over to the bookstore to check to make sure our books were ordered correctly.
Look, bookstore people: I know you live in a little bubble of niceness, based on the million e-mails I get advertising "WE NOW HAVE BABY T-SHIRTS" and "COME FOR 10% OFF COFFEE ON FACULTY APPRECIATION DAY" but your bookstore is a good half-mile from my office, it has NO PARKING, and it's the freak-out time of the semester. I DO NOT HAVE TIME to go and check up on you to see if you actually did your job or not.
Next semester, I may just send all my students to Amazon. You'd like that, wouldn't you?
Thanks for taking up the slack, HH!
Friday meetings can fuck off.
Actuall all meetings can fuck off, but especially Friday meetings.
The Federal Goobermint can fuck off with a radioactive salt shaker for racing into the Nanny State phase of The Slide Into Facisim.
Closer to home.....
Supervisors who CLEARLY delegate the responsibility for a certain task to office chiefs but then DEMAND that my boss fix any problems they create can fuck off with a rancid meat lovers pizza dipped in wolf scat. Jeez, who the hell in charge around this dump?!?!?!!
And a mighty FUCK YEAH! to HH for jumping into the fray, and taking the helm. Thank you!
Pro-abortion advocates can fuck right off with rusty hangers dipped in ghost pepper juice and crusted in salt. You FUCKING FUCKS do NOT FUCKING PRESSURE an 11-year-old Catholic girl to have a FUCKING abortion, ESPECIALLY NOT WHEN SHE'S REPEATEDLY SAID NO.
Pro-choice my ass.
Hi, HH! I don't like what happened there, but I am distantly connected with that school district--I don't want to say how, but it's not the high school--so I don't want the whole school district to fuck off. . . but the geniuses in administration who really screwed up--and whoever didn't think this program through--can, and thoroughly.)
The student who thought it was hilarious to disparage me, my co-librarian, and the library on the ning for one of his classes after a minor disciplinary incident can FO. I know you showed it to people outside of the class, even though the ning is supposed to be private--hell, I didn't get to see it because of that; I had to ask the teacher to check for it. And you used a library computer to do it! WTF!? You had the nerve to call us "angry" after we enforced the rules. I'm sorry you can't tell the difference between displeasure and anger. And once I found out you wrote insults about us, I felt justified anger, not to mention a bit of hurt. One minute you tell us we have big crazy feelings, and the next you act as if we have no feelings at all.
Grow up. I can't believe you are leaving for college in a few months. Good luck with that. I am so done with some of these seniors who think they are so done with school already and they don't have to behave appropriately anymore.
The worst part is that this week revealed the possibility I might not come back next year, if they decide not to fill the now-resigned position. . . and I'd give just about anything for the chance to deal with some of this crap again next year. Along with all the good things, of course.
Finally, all the stupid construction outside my apartment can FO. I want my patio back, dammit. And get that backhoe out the way of my window.
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