Biotch du Jour

There are some days when you can please them all and then there are days like today when you become public enemy number one. Today was such a day and for a scant 15 students, I became their boitch from hell. Feels interesting. I mean, I'm not suffering any mental anguish and yet I felt I had to apologize to them.

See, today was grad rehearsal and those who are not graduating (due to failing marks or missing credits) had to sit through it. My intentions were good: it was going to last only 10 to 15 minutes and the rest was prom talk. But all good intentions often get quashed by stupidity (not by me, but others' stupidity), so the rehearsal lasted much much longer and many of them felt humiliated and pissed off.

Some accepted my apology, others were still very upset. And then there are some who totally blew my mind and acknowledge the fact that it is their own fault they are not graduating. Just because of that, they should be getting a diploma. Although it's a bit late, they did learn something after all: responsibility...