To the members of my wife’s department at the university:
The administration gave her the past year off the tenure clock to make up for the fact that the previous leadership of your fucked-up department never let her take any of the sabbatical time that she was owed. Despite what you said in your shitty letter, it was not “extra time”. It was the same time YOU all received to pursue YOUR scholarship while she was busy teaching classes.
And why is it that you now have “concerns” about her teaching when last year you didn’t? She hasn’t taught a single class all year! She’s been on sabbatical working on her book! Your evaluation of her skills in the classroom should be exactly the same as it was a year ago!
And why is your assessment of her publication record now worse than it was a year ago? Her book is nearly complete and is under consideration by a major press. That’s what she did with her “extra time”. If she’d had her sabbatical when she was supposed to, this is exactly how far along she would have been a year ago. How does accomplishing MORE make her publication record WORSE?
You petty, stupid fuckers. She stood up for every one of you when the previous chair was trying to drive you out of the department. And not one of you ever returned the favor, or even treated her with simple fairness.
Well … enjoy the lawsuit, you shits. If she doesn’t get tenure we’re suing – every single violation of university policy and incidence of outrageous bias is thoroughly documented. Why do you think the dean extended the tenure clock in the first place? Could it be because he knew how strong her case was?
But if I did, I think I should have the right to keep it secret if I so chose. Even my husband has told her that I don’t. She comes up behind me and starts petting me murmuring “so pretty” it takes the lotion and it rubs it on its skin and then she asks me again. She has curly dark Italian hair and I have blonde Central European hair. I feel like some tourist in a remote village in Malaysia or something.
Next time she asks me, I’m going to ask her if her boobs are real.
Maybe she has brain damage. We went out for dinner with our social group, and there was a couple there that Jim and I have known for nine years now - and they introduced themselves to us AGAIN. It irritated me the last couple of times, but it’s just funny now, that these people introduce themselves over and over and over. Uh, I don’t actually know if this couple has brain damage. I know your memory gets worse as you age, but you’d think we’d be looking at least a bit familiar after nine years.
I think this is just a temporary Thanksgiving Cornucopia mini-rant thread, isn’t it? To tide us over till after the football games? What the hell, I’ll rant anywhere.
Hey, here’s another Thanksgiving rant - I don’t want to host it. For the first time in years, last year we saw my side of the family on T-Day, mostly because my husband wasn’t speaking to his dad. And, it was awesome. Low stress, calm, no fuss.
Since they’re talking again, we got Thanksgiving duty foisted back on us because no one else wanted to/could/was trusted to. Normally I love cooking big meals, but I have absolutely no joy in this. People are bringing dishes to help contribute but they’re the blah old standards. I have to pack up to 20 people (please, I need a headcount!) in our tiny place. I don’t even have the meal planned. At least I got the turkey preorder in early. Oh, and my father-in-law once again tried to foist an old frozen turkey off on us. I wonder if it’s the same one that he tried to make us use several years ago, which had been in his freezer for a year at that point.
The shitty music download cartel has finally gotten permission from a worn out jingle writer and the weird wife of his dead partner to offer 40 year old songs from a band whose music has played ad nauseum everywhere!
Alert the media! Headlines! Our top story tonight!
I think I heard that news, BubbaDog. I’m confused at you calling the download cartel a cartel of “shitty music.” That cartel does have a selection of good music, however limited it might be (according to one’s own tastes).
I’ll admit. It’s no longer shitty. I was an early adopter of Itunes when their sample rate was 128. OK for ear buds and small device headphones but the sonic crappiness really showed up when you played the tunes through a decent sound system. After about $100 invested in shitty downloads I abandoned itunes in favor of ripping my own CDs.
The proprietary interface and rights management (yes I know, they no longer lock down their tunes) was just annoying enough that I never bothered to go back.
To this day I download almost all of my music from Amazon.
One of the hospitals I work at has a “tradition” of playing lullaby music over the general intercom to recognize that there has been a new birth in Labor & Delivery.
O.K. - but now they’ve started playing the same music at about 110 decibels. It’s piped in everywhere, including our office area, loud enough to shake plaster off the walls.
I’ll bet it’s not that loud in the freaking nursery; all the little sprogs would be traumatized for life.
Why do they have to repeatedly show some famous person being interviewed while photographers flash pictures? The flashing lights were so bad I had to look away, just when I thought it stopped it started again. Now I have a headache. It’s worse than that Japanese cartoon that caused all those seizures.
Probably tits. They tend to be well-liked by both genders, tits. Very holdable, too.
It’s nice that, since the Next Big Date has been pushed forward to properly make space for all the intervening Stuff that for months was Not Our Responsibility and then became Oh My Gawd Due Yesterday, we ought’a be able to get some time off over Christmas. Now, if I can find out which of our current gaggle of bosses can authorize mine… sticks salacot firmly on her head and goes off into the jungle that’s the local organigram
Yes, yes, I’m pretty sure I haven’t used 17 Billion Terabytes of data since October 29. I suspect there’s something wrong with your Webstick’s metering. No, really, I’m sure. So please stop throttling my speed and refusing to connect to servers once 20 minutes has passed. Pretty please?
