Man, oh man… God, give me strength, pleeeease!!! (Just a thought, your bearded Holiness, in case you just happen to have some strength lying around somewhere…)
Walked into my biology class today and asked the students to hand in their assignment on cells, which they’ve had, oh, around 417 days to do.
I got the usual excuses:
‘My printer wouldn’t work.’
‘My Dad’s work printer wouldn’t work and neither would my Mum’s, my best friend’s, or any of the 27 printers at school.’
‘I was abducted by an alien called Krumpus who whisked me off on a journey to the Land of no Printers.’
I mean… really? Is it so hard to organise access to a freaking printer that works????