Argh. Today I had to deal with a whole bunch of students who thought it was ridiculously "bureaucratic" that, if they have a question about the scoring of their exam, they need to write out an explanation of why they have a problem with it. The main reason for this policy is that I was the one handing the tests back, but the professor is responsible for the grades, so no matter how long they spend explaining to me why they think something marked wrong is actually right, it will make no difference whatsoever. I had at least four "But can't you just look at this? See, it's right, isn't it? Can't you tell the professor that?"

I don't understand people.

Bug! So wonderful to see you back. I've missed you so on the early morning shift.

Thanks, Laura.

Ok. Having a mini-freakout. I think I'm just really tired. A lot happened today, and I pushed myself pretty hard. I know that, but my brain isn't liking me much right this second.

I'm supposed to be trying to stay up till 10, but I don't think I'm gonna make it.

VM will be on soon. Does that help? Would a snack?

Eta...

I don't mean to trivialize anything. I was just trying to offer you reasons for staying up.

VM will be on soon. Does that help?

Yeah. A bit.

Would a snack?

Still not eating much.

It'll be ok. Just tired. And can't stop crying.

Is there someway we can help?

It's been a big day. Of course you're drained and tired. You sure have cheered a bunch of people here!

Tell me I'm not totally crazy and full of drama.

Or tell me I am so I can just tell myself I'm right and put myself out of this misery.

Oh honey, you're exhausted, and wary, not full of drama. Maybe it's time to page your therapist?

Or I could talk about how I'm starting to plan a big, long trip to St. Thomas this summer.