And Now a lot of Humor

So for the last 3 days I took part in a research project for the education department at USF. It involved "grading" sample essays using a rubric scale of 1-6. We each read the essays once, they receive a second reading and as long as the scores are only one point apart, we don't have to go back to them and discuss them. I was in the high school group with five ladies. Two who were fun, two who were bitches, and one who just seemed loverly (she headed the group). We are split in two groups of three, I am in the nice group. It was long, arduous, boring, and I don't get paid for it for another 6 weeks. Glad I knew that earlier. So, here are the highlight moments to reflect how stupid the bitchy ones were. Those who know me know how I react and talk, so assume the sarcasm where appropriate. Those who don't. Read all of my lines with heavily dripping sarcasm.

Day One

Grading is going on. I am using my headphones to break the monotony of silence and to make time pass. It is pretty low...so I think.

Bitch #1: What is that circus music I hear?

Fadi: It's Shostakovich.

Bitch #2: What is that? Some kind of goth band?

Fadi: Yeah, that's just what it is.

I visibly roll my eyes and go back to grading.

Day Two

We are discussing some of the essays needing a third read due to large score gaps. On two different essays I gave a 5 & 6 while another gave them a 2 & 3. It happens. So many essays, one sometimes gets overlooked.


Fadi: Gee. I don't know what happened. Must have been listening to a happy song or something.

Bitch #2: You know, just because a paper is more than 1 page long doesn't mean it gets a 5 or 6 automatically.

Fadi: he he he. Isn't that cute. Or you thought so at least. In ANY case...

Day Three

Talking about the gaps being closer and closer. Should have no essays to review today.

Bitch #2: As long as you remember it doesn't get a 5 or 6 just because it's long, we should be ok.

Fadi: he he he. Oh that again. You know, wasn't cute yesterday. Not cute today.

I start grading.

later...the funny one and I are talking and I do something funny and she tells me I am funny and just kooky

Bitch #2: Well that explains how weird you are.

Fadi: Wow. And you thought that was funny didn't you? ANYWAY....

Now keep in mind, this bitch has NO idea that I was slamming her. She never responded back. No dirty looks. Nothing. That heffah with the stringy much-needing-conditioner hair was going to get bitch-slapped had she said one more thing to me.

But it's over. It's done. NEXT!