I turned 17 of my 24 papers around in 48 hours, but the semester is ending, the final essay is due so they need the feedback on this essay asap, and I DO NOT WANT TO GRADE THE LAST SIX. I want to sleep. And enjoy tonight’s candidate dinner without having to go home and grade. And make the time to go to the gym in the morning before my doctor’s appointment.
Yes, 6 plus 17 is only 23. One of them is still late. Actually, as I write this, that student just came by to ask me to wait 15 minutes while he printed it out. Damn.
And why is there always that one essay that isn’t that good, isn’t that bad, but is just impossible to say anything worthwhile about?