You self-obsessed, dim witted broads. Take the shitlings home. Take
them to daycare. Take them anywhere you feel like, but DO NOT TAKE
THEM TO CLASS. Breeders: This is a univesity. It is supposed to be a
place of higher learning for those who have the money, ability and
dedication to devote at least 4 years of their lives to attaining the
Sacred BA of Enlightenment. It is not a fucking daycare, okay? A
university class is not an appropriate place for your CHILD. If you
can't secure a place for your bratling to go, you need to find one.
Now.
I have calculated that each hour of class time at my university costs
me about $10. I am not on loans and I don't have a scholarship. That
means I get to work 18-32 hours a week to pay the tuition you're most
likely getting for free because you spread your legs and crapped out a
loaf. When you bring said loaf to class, it's is ANNOYING. Not cute;
annoying and disrupting. I am trying to assimilate complex ideas,
write notes and leech everything possible from the professor. Both
myself and the others in the class are paying through the ass for the
chance to get out of the menial shit jobs alot of us are currently in.
How fucking dare you bring your little shitbag drooler to class to
'fuss quietly (tm)' wimper and cry. I have lost count of the times
that I have been scribbling notes in cryptic shorthand, trying to copy
the diagrams on the chalkboard and make note of what files are going
to be in the reserve folder at the library this week when my entire
train of thought is scrambled by an ever building cresendo of
waaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH from your general direction. Take it
HOME. I don't care if it's inconvenient. I don't care how much daycare
costs. It's not my damn problem. I figured out the magical PILL long
ago. You shit the thing out, now YOU deal with it. When you enrolled
in school, why did you not make arrangements for your fuck trophy to
be elsewhere while you were in class. If you can't afford brat-care or
find some sucker to sit for you...DONT COME TO CLASS. Take
corespondance or distance education. They even have online courses now
for chrissakes.
I wonder why half the idiot breeders even bother to go to class when
all they do is sit there and fuss over the bratling the entire time.
No way they can take notes and do anything useful in class while
they're burping Shitly. It is monumentally arrogant to drag a
snotminer into a class where MANY other people are paying big bucks
for an education. Frankly, I wonder what kind of people these breeders
are because I know I wouldn't have the GALL required to haul a brat to
class. Reminds me of airport duh. 'It's all about ME! I'm sooper
dooper special!! I don't care if I ruin a class for 45 other paying
students. As long as **I** get what **I** want, fuck everyone else.'
Time to throw these idiots out of class.
Caelan (pissed).
You know, I think you should print this out (removing names, of
course) and slyly slip it into her diaper bag...
Beatrice
Caelan wrote:
>
> Lurking 'university-is-my-daycare' breeders:
>
Re: Moo bringing curtain-climber to college class:
> She lacks common sense as well as consideration
> for others.
This statement [unfortunately] describes at least 80% of the people in the
US. I can't comment with any authority on other countries. One would hope
that the percentage is lower elsewhere.
Mike
My suggestion:
Grow a spine, and verbally state the above to the offender,
face-to-face.
stePH
--
"Learning to dislike children at an early age saves a lot of expense and
aggravation later in life." -- Robert Byrne
YES!
I still just can't get over the fact that there are entitlement breeders
who actually bring their brats to class -- each time I hear of a new
example (there have been a LOT of rants on Turtle's board about the same
situation) -- it makes my blood boil. Time to nip this trend in the bud
before it spreads even further. These damned entitlement breeders have
already whined and moaned until they got daycare centers on campus, so why
the fork don't they use the things?
BRATS DO NOT BELONG IN CLASS. Period. At no time, ever. Besides being
utterly inappropriate, it shows a colossal amount of disrespect for the
professor and the other students to haul your distracting little
snot-factory into class. Some people are in college to get an EDUCATION,
and should not have to put up with mewling, puking, whining baybeez when
they're trying to focus on the lesson and actually LEARN.
Caelan, DO something! Bring the subject up with the professor, the dean of
studies, the other students. Lesli's suggestion of submitting an edited
version of your rant as a school newspaper editorial is an excellent one,
as is Grim's to stand up for your right to a brat-free education in the
middle of class when said brat starts "quietly fussing." Make some noise of
your own -- dollars to double-glazed doughnuts you're not the only one who
feels the same way.
You pay for the salary of several people at the university who have the
job of delivering an education, make them aware of the problem ,ask
them to fix it.Better yet ,tape a class and insist they listen to ALL of
it and play the tape at the next school meeting if it DOESN'T get fixed
pronto.You are there to learn,not put up with this crap-a fact that
should be plain to any professional educator.If this fails,rent a rather
nasty monkey somewhere-not hard,most captive monkeys are about on a par
with most brats,and bring it to class."Well,everyone has to put up with
the screaming bayybee-I thought you might enjoy this too"
**snippage of a blue ribbon rant, for which breeder would say....
......you really don't understand, you aren't a paruhnt**
The only saving grace for me not dealing with this horseshit,
was taking honors classes in the BS degree program.
Most breeding bints were weeded out by linear algebra, calculus
and physical chemistry courses.
Figuring out eigenstates, and dealing with quietly fussing (tm)
is usually too much to handle. Thank G$d.
Bat
--who had over heard one bint in an organic chemistry class say
"No way am I spending 2 hours/night (that was about the miniumum
for that class) doing this homework. After all, I have a child".
I am sure she is now whipping up some mean fries and onion rings.
...(simpering whine) but it's only a CHYYYYYYYYYLD..she's asleep in
her car seat (BULLSHIT SHE IS) she's not making noise.
So, yes. I am going to tape a class. And yes, I think I will slide in
an editorial to the campus paper. I'm virtually certain not even one
person would miss that bint if she got kicked out.
Caelan.
My Dean, a certified "tough broad" (who told me not to go off and have kids,
not that I needed telling), would be stomping all over the breeders.
Here is my breeder encounter of the week from the university where I teach:
One of my students skipped out on doing a class presentation worth 20% of
her mark. A week later, she finally shows up to my office hours, carrying
her kid (DH says it was as a sheild, since I'm a gal). I talked to her,
told her she could not make up the presentation, and when the kid started
"quietly fussing" I asked it, very politely, to please be quiet while I
talked to its mother. It also wanted to touch my books with its germ-ridden
little paws, and I wouldn't let it.
The next day this same student, sans kid, was in the student lounge when I
was telling another woman (smart and potentially CF) that it would be more
fun to come to an archaeology lecture on the weekend, instead of going to a
baby shower. Mommy-student sighed and said "you're not going to have
children, are you?" I replied "no, they're icky" and went off to get my
lunch.
Sulpicia
"He either fears his fate too much/or his dessert is small/
who dares not put it to the test/to win or lose it all"
James Graham, Marquess of Montrose, 1612-1650
"Jadite" <jad...@nopigparts.veg> wrote in message news:<u0fgmr2...@corp.supernews.com>...
Was she offended? Taking kids to class isn't anything new. In the
mid-1960s there was a student in my English Lit class who brought her
newborn to class maybe once a week. I didn't find it so annoing as I did
nervy. Maybe I should have brought my mother or my dog with me Nothing
ever got done in class when the kid was there since the professor always
fussed all over it, (she was CF and I believe stayed CF through the years)
which was fine with me. I hate sitting in classrooms, so it was an excuse
to not pay any attention to what was being said.
Marley
Squeezle
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