Ok boys and girls...here I go again. Another frustration is up for discussion. Another annoyance is about to be placed in front of all of your pretty little blues, hazels and borwns. My soap box is being puled from the top shelf of my closet and placed on the floor and I'm about to take that step up onto it.
Here goes!!
Tonight I'm annoyed with the complete and total lack of respect for people in my class. There are these girls in my Intro to Business class (they are also in my Tuesday night history class as well...they don't act nearly as disrespectful in that class though) we'll call these young women the Gaggle of Gigglers...hence the title of this blog. I'm completely annoyed this evening. We had our business plan reviews tonight. We were given the chance to sit one on one with out teacher and go over the progress on our business plans and ask any questions we might have about them. This business plan is our final project. Our final exam essentially. We had our reviews before the actual lesson. Things went rather well during the reviews. The class chit chatted and talked about random topics while one by one we sauntered down the hall to greet and meet with Mr. Fucci. The lesson started directly following the reviews. Now, I take my course work and classes seriosuly. I'm 27 years old. I'm an adult. To me these classes are important. I get an assignment and I go home and immediately start it...especially if it's something as extensive as this business plan. So, when I'm sitting in a class with a teacher teaching us the lessons this to me is a huge deal. Well, this gaggle of girls was completely disrespectful to not only the teacher but to the other students. One of these young women brought a lap top into class. Now this is fine if the student is using it to take notes because they just don't feel like writing everything that the teacher says down. That's an appropriate use of a lap top in a class room setting. I can even understand her bringing it to do research for her business plan while the reviews were taking place. But for this student (or students as it turned into by the end of the lesson) to be using it for what they were using for in a class setting was highly inappropriate and disrespectful. These girls were googling the teachers home and looking up information on some boy. That to me is inexcusable. I was about to lose my cool. I smiled and tried to concentrate through the lesson but by the time I walked outta the classroom I was fuming. I'm paying good money to be istting in that classrom every Wednesday and would like to be able to learn something about the topics being taught without these immature women interupting.
Am I guilty of saying random things without thinking? Yes, of course. I'm also willing to admit that I'm guilty of laughing at these girls in the classroom when they have said random and funny things. Most of which have little or nothing to do with the lessons being taught. I'll admit that these young women are a funny group. I'll also admit that I myself am guilty of giving TMI. I also leave the classroom and make a solemn vow not to do that again because in the end I do have a tendancy to replay the day and realize that it was not an appropriate topic for that setting, Tonight I was annoyed with the girls. Tonight I belieive that they crossed that invisible line into a disrespectful interuption. They should not have been allowed to have that laptop on using it the way they were. It was not something that needed to be done.
I'm not perfect. I don't claim to be perfect. I joke when in the presence of friends and family that I'm as close to perfect as one can get but of course it's mearly a joke. I am human. I make mistakes. I say stupid things that shouldn't be said. I make innapropriate comments in setting that these types of comments should not be spoken in. This is what makes me human. I also know enough to not do these things more than once. I know that I'm percieved as a teachers pet. I'm blunt and to the point. I have a no holds barred type of personality. I communicate the truth. I try to learn everything I can about a subject. I have a thirst for knowledge. I start assignments the day they are given and always give it 200% effort. I work hard on projects and have been known to read text books ahead because I get bored. I plan ahead and do homework ahead so that if something happens (such as an illness, my son gets hurt or sick, I have an emergency where I can't make it to class) I won't fall too far behind. I'm the classic type A personality and over-achiever. I always have been. I'm not happy unless I know that I've given projects and assigmments my all. I won't hand something in unless I feel it s absolutely 120% worthy of being passed in. I hold myself to high standards always trying to prove that I can do and be better. This is a trait I get from both parents. My father thirsts for knowledge and my mother always makes sure she does the best damn job she can do before finishing. Together this can be a deadly and exauhsting combination.
So tonight when these 3 young women were sitting there goofing off on a laptop I got a little angry. Yes, at times they were giving the correct answers but they were also interupting the lesson too. I'm alsmost certain Mr. Fucci saw the expression on my face and I'm sure he heard me huff and gafaw under my breath. I want to learn. I might not always say anything in class. I'm an observer. I like to take things in. Sometimes I do speak but for the most part I take everything in with all my senses. Tonight I found it extra difficult to concentrate cuz in my mind I was fuming. Thinking about how I wanted to handle the situation. I would have asked them to either use the laptop to take notes or simply put it away. I would have made these three young women an example. Held them accountable. But then again this could be because in my mind I was chucking that lap out the window and hearing it crash and smash into a million little peices on the sidewalk below. I had a lot of trouble paying attention with the commotion going on. Google earth?? Seriously?? This was absolutely not an appropriate thing to be doing in a classroom setting where a lesson was being taught. Looking up the teachers house via Google Earth as he was attempting to teach a lesson is not something I would deem as acceptable. I am pretty sure that Mr. Fucci heard my sigh and gafaw of shock as he willingly gave up his address to them. Which I'm almost certain he gave up simply to shut them up so he could continue on with the lesson. But either way he shouldn't have had to give it up for any reason because this situation should never have happened. To me that was abolsutely none of their business. I never meant to gafaw and look as irritated as I know I must have looked but it just kind of happens sometimes. I suck at hiding what I'm thinking/feeling and my face shows everything that I think/feel. I was a lousy journalist.
Ok well now that I have given all my readers the jist of my annoyance I'm going to go grab a bite to eat cuz my tummy is talking rather loudly. Once again I want to thank all of you who actually read this and send out a virtual **hug** in return for you actually making it through another random, annoyed, long-ass blog. :-)
Stepping down off my soapbox, placing it back up on the shelf, closing my closet door and heading out of here for the night.
Til next time!!
MLW
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