Just when you think your day can’t get any worse…after waking up three students during a state writing test–A STATE TEST! THEY FELL ASLEEP!–and answering the SAME RESEARCH QUESTION that I’ve been addressing IN CLASS for FIVE WEEKS; yes, just when you think there is absolutely nothing to be grateful for in this frozen sunless tundra as you “earn minor ducats at a thankless job,” you come home to this:
…and suddenly you have hope. Hope that you can still laugh and still be entertained, and hope that despite how you feel at 3:20 everyday, the juniors did NOT, in fact, kill your will to live nor did they make you sterile.
Well, to be truthful, the jury’s still out on the sterility issue. Should probably get married before I test out that theory.