I think I might just be a grown-up
I have decided to go back to school. Most of the time it is great but today it was very, very funny. I am twenty five years old so this makes me feel a teeny bit out of place in English 101 which I am taking. There is a boy, Ross, in my class who fits the English 101 profile very well. He is 18 years old and acts 18 years old. He had missed quite a lot of class. Our syllabus states that if we miss more than three class periods we will be dropped. He has missed five classes. He was dropped. Molly, our instructor, was kind enough to drop him before the deadline so on his transcript he will have a dropped class instead of a dropped failing class. In my opinion she did him a favor. Today he shows up 20 minutes late and after class she pulls him aside to tell him that she dropped him where he throws a little temper tantrum. He makes every excuse in the book and ends by telling her that the reason he missed last thursday is because he had a heart attack. Give me a break. A healthy 18 year old has a heart attack and is in class on tuesday acting like nothing happened until he is tragicallyl informed that he has been dropped. It was then that I realized that I think I might just be an adult. I take responsibility for my actions, which is one major difference between me and Ross.
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