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Ok. I need to bitch to my Bitches.

I had six tutoring sessions today and an hour and a half class. Also, the professor I work with passed around my available hours for tutoring for the rest of the week. The sheet was not only filled, but three students put their names and e-mails on the back asking me to contact them with possible other times. And then I had received two e-mails from students who weren't able to make it to class today and wanted me to fill in a time for them. That makes a total of between 21 and 23 hour-long tutoring sessions this week.

Which, ok, is a lot. More than I would like, but they have their first papers due next week and need a little encouragement. I really think it's going to calm down after that, when they realize they really are on the right track.

So, this afternoon, while I was waiting for one of my students, I ran into my tutoring seminar professor. I had a question to ask her, and it came out that I had a really busy tutoring week. She asked how many sessions, and I said I'd have to count, since I'd just gotten the sheet. I took out the sheet, and she was like, "That's one week?" And I'm all, "That doesn't count today."

"No. You can't do that many sessions. You're only allowed 10."

"Um, that would have been helpful information *before* I passed out the sign-up sheet."

So, I go to my class, which was TERRIBLE. This is my senior thesis seminar, and the professor is really not helpful. Actually, we walked out of class today and one of my classmates said, "So, condescending much?" And, it really was. It was bizarre. We are essentially the top 9 seniors in the English program, and he's treating us like we're incapable freshman. It's really weird. My paper I got back today? His only comments were complete nit-picks. And his big main comment? "You have your work cut out for you." Um. Thanks. And this is weird to me, because I've had him before, and I liked him. Craziness.

So, after that class, I go back to see my tutoring seminar prof and ask her what I'm supposed to do. Well, she tells me I have to bring my sign-up sheet to class tomorrow and give up all the rest of my appointments for the rest of the week. I was like, "Wha?" And she's like, "I have to go to a meeting."

And then I had another student. I had planned to work in my mentor professor's office again, but I couldn't find anyone to unlock the door for me. The secretaries had already gone home, so we walked over to another building and worked there. We had a really good session, despite the fact I was really frustrated.

After we finished I realized that I had left my fleece and Spanish book and workbook in my mentor prof's office. And I have a Spanish test tomorrow. And all of the homework for the beginning of the semester is due before the test. So, I really needed my books. So, back over I go and search for someone who might have a master key. No one does. So, I radically accept that I'm buying a new book and starting the homework all over tonight. Then a nice secretary called security to let me in. I waited 15 minutes, and the nice security lady came and let me in. Finally! I could go home.

Now I get to deal with the scheduling issue. I need to e-mail the prof and ask her to call me, because I'm really not comfortable with just handing the students over without them having a say in the matter. I want to see if I can negotiate finishing off this week, then meeting with the classes next week to let them know that I only have a finite number of appointments, and if the sign-up sheet fills up, they'll have to meet with another tutor.

Oh, and I have to study Spanish (and finish up all the homework) so hopefully I won't bomb the test.

Is it Friday yet?

But the tattoos come first. (As in, this coming Sunday.)

Damn, bug! That is a lot of work you are doing just today. I am glad you got your things and growly that you weren't told about the limit beforehand when it might have been useful information.

growly that you weren't told about the limit beforehand when it might have been useful information.

I know! Eh. I'll figure it out. I just heard back from my prof, and we're going to meet about the issue at 2:00 tomorrow...which is right before class and not ideal, but I'm trying to negotiate and meet half way and all that stuff.

I need someone to come bring me dinner. Or cook me dinner. Although, I don't think I have anything in the house to cook. I was gonna order some food, but that just seems like too much work. Wonder if I have any taquitos I could warm up.

you weren't told about the limit beforehand when it might have been useful information.

The prof probably didn't think that that many people would sign up, as most students don't use office hours (to the point where one is surprised when someone actually shows up).

Clearly they underestimated the mad tutoring skillz of our vw.

Clearly they underestimated the mad tutoring skillz of our vw.

I feel a little big-headed when I say this, but I'm good at this. And, I know I presented myself really well when I met the classes...so much so that my mentor prof told the director of the freshman English program that she's never worked with anyone so poised and professional. I also know that the students are telling other students how helpful I was, which I'm sure is one of the reasons so many are signing up. And, which is also one of the reasons why I feel like I'd really be letting them down if I pawned them off on someone else.

Lee -- I disremember -- did you go to Folsom too, and if so, was it your first time?

I did, and it was.

I actually mailed you that thing today, by the way. It's nothing major, but it made us laugh and agree you needed it.

I still have a red satin Sweetheart Victorian overbust corset from Meschantes that I want to sell or swap to someone.

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