A couple other professors replied that they thought it was a good idea. Mostly the email chain has been quite dead. I don't own a costume. And since I'm in class all day and don't teach until night, I'd probably be the only student in a costume throughout the day. I think you need to get paid more for that.
Then I realized that instead of dressing up like a teacher (aka adult) like I normally do on Mondays, I could dress as an overworked grad student. I would show up in sweats, my hair all a mess, a big mug of coffee in my hands, and maybe a blankie or slippers. My students would be shocked. And I would be comfortable for once.
They apparently are not fooled by my "adult" facade, since they were pretty shocked that I have been out of undergrad school at least long enough to spend 9 years working as a wildland firefighter. Boy did that elicit some shocked giggles (from the guys in the front left corner) and a comment of "I thought you were fresh out of college." Yes, I'm older than I look. Sometimes that works in my favor. Sometimes not.
Then I thought I should at least bring them chocolate or candy. But I'd have to go to the store, and it'll be a miracle if I get my laundry done tonight. I'm currently "working" on tomorrow night's lecture. Yeah I know. This blog looks a lot like a meteorology lecture on air masses and frontal systems. I texted Jen that maybe I should just bring carrots instead.She said (in words I won't repeat) that that would be a good response to their 41% average on the last quiz they took. But if they snagged an 80% they could have chocolate. Or, with my class, maybe just a 70% would be deserving of chocolate.
That reminded me of an awesome (and utterly terrible) thing I saw on Pinterest this morning. I sent it to Jen.
When I hand back their midterm, they will either get a caramel covered apple or a caramel covered onion. Bwahahaha!
Jen responded "That's an old one Carrie. C'mon."
"Oh. I guess I'm behind the times as far as malicious acts go." I said.
"Way behind the times. It's ok though, you're not an asshole like the rest of us. You're a rare breed Carrie."
"Lol! I'm working on it." I replied.
Not really. I made it so that there was no reason anyone should've gotten anything below an A on that midterm. Seriously. I posted the answers to all the quizzes and told them that the midterm would be questions from the quizzes and the homework. There would be no new questions. And they could use a page of notes. Front and back. While the average was in the mid 80's (way better than 41%), a few people still failed. Their cheat-sheet (if they even made one) was completely half-assed. I wash my hands of them.
On another note...Psycho Donuts should have some pretty awesome Halloween donuts tomorrow. And I haven't been to Psycho Donuts in months! For real. I have sent a Facebook message to my regular donut date in hopes that she has some time in her day tomorrow that matches up with mine. It's been too long and we could both use some donut therapy.
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If you live near San Jose, check them out. If not, sorry. That sucks.
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