Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm afraid I'm just cynically amused at the "mom wrote my papers" student. My response is "Well, looks like you're stuck now, doesn't it. Paper's due in a week, sweetie, good luck on that."
I rarely find rage profitable unless there's an immediate target who would benefit from freshly minted righteous indignation.
The closest Mom ever came to helping me with papers was when she'd type out what I was dictating and then help me re arrange the paragraphs so it made sense. But that was when I was in middle school.
My aunt's done something similiar, writing isn't either of her kids's strength, so she's typed while they talked, but since they were both in college she didn't help with the actual construction of the paper, she just typed so they could think easier.
In college, a high school friend of mine was in the Education department, and I was majoring in English. Somehow we ended up in the same class one semester, and she came to me for help when she kept getting bad grades on her papers.
I told her that writing a paper for an English class was completely different than for an Education class (hers was filled with "I" statements, no thesis, and no analysis or textual evidence to back up an argument) and I marked up her paper with so much red pen that her eyes bugged out when I handed it back. She didn't take my advice, which was not bright of her, but we all make mistakes.
I mean, at least she
wrote her own paper.
Bless my boss, he just told me that if I want to call in sick for my entire last week he'll stand by me.
Of course I won't because, stupid ethics. Just because the uni consistently gave me incomplete information that worked to my disadvantage doesn't mean I should dick over the people I work with and for. But I do anticipate a couple of sudden 12-noon doctor appointments that'll take all afternoon. What are they going to do, fire me?
Any chance you can move your departure date back a bit just before you come down with a horrible horrible cold?
I won't tell.
Speaking of education. Monday will be my son's first day of public school.
That's awesome! How's he handling it?
From what I have seen with all the jobs my husband has been through, he will get paid for any vacation time in his last check, but sick leave is gone. Fat lot of good it does to be healthy.
Make sure he gets all of it; California has very specific rules about vacation time. From my company's policies page:
When Employees Leave the Corporation
All employees who leave the corporation will be paid for any unused vacation for the year in which they leave.
When California Employees Leave the Corporation
All employees who leave the corporation will be paid for any unused vacation for the year in which they leave. In addition, California law requires that employees be paid pro rata on a daily basis (1/260th for each workday, based on 260 workdays per year) for the vacation to which they would have been entitled on the following January 1st. This is accrued vacation. Thus, an employee leaving the corporation on June 30th would have accrued 130/260ths of the vacation for which he or she would have been eligible on the following January 1st. Of course, there would be no pro rata vacation payment due if the accrual of additional vacation had ceased because the employee had carried over more than twice the previous year's allotment of vacation.
It wouldn't surprise me if CA also had something for sick time, but since we don't get "official" sick time (sigh), it's not on our policies page.
That's awesome! How's he handling it?
He didn't want to at first, but he's warmed up to the idea. He realized that with public school comes art, music, P.E., and recess as well as other kids. I hope his first few days go well, he is going into a 1st grade class and he is a five year old already on the small side. Academically, the principal thought he could have handled 2nd grade after his assessments, but she thought that would socially isolate him. He's being placed in a class with an experienced teacher who has a group of advanced readers so he'll be able to get a bit more challenge.
On a happier note. We had our (aaaarrrr!) holiday lunch/party/yankee swap. The theme was pirates (aaaarrrrrr!) and the food was BBQ from Redbones. Those who know that name will understand why I am very full and happy and probably getting even less done for work than I would on a regular Friday afternoon. The only thing that would have made it better is beer (mmmm, beer!).
There were also a ton of leftovers, so I'll be having smoked brisket hash sometime this weekend. Teh YUM!!!
Christ, will this day never end??
Signs point to "no."
Academically, the principal thought he could have handled 2nd grade after his assessments, but she thought that would socially isolate him. He's being placed in a class with an experienced teacher who has a group of advanced readers so he'll be able to get a bit more challenge.
I think that this is a good decision. I hope he has a great experience!
Sophia, has coworker explained just WTF she was thinking?
I think the daughter just begs for help, and then Mom ends up writing the papers. Actually, I can sort of understand how it happens, because I almost did it for this girl after I read the paper. There was so much to change, I wanted to start over. But I have asked her go through her paper and match all the sentences that are about the same idea before we meet, and I will help her construct a thesis out of those and reorder her paper. She is sort of on her own for the horrible sentence structure, because mang, I only have so much time. And it wasn't just mom helping-- she is dating one of my bosses' sons, and is the nanny for the other boss, and they have helped too! And I have yelled at them! AND not only is this student an English Major, but she wants to be a TEACHER! (of kindergarten, but still!)