Yes, you. Each and every one of you. If there is a newspaper headline this Friday that reads “Algebra class slain via a calculator up the ass”, remember - it was your fault.
Why?
You. People. Never. Shut. Up!
Last I heard, a school was for- get this- LEARNING. Yeah! Remember that? Not only that, but this is a private school, so you’re PAYING to learn here. Right?
Apparently not, to judge by my classmates. They’re apparently paying to talk. All the fucking time.
Today was the last straw. We were going over a worksheet that I’d had some problems with- nothing major, but I did need help. It proceeded something like this:
Teacher: Does anyone have any questions?
::People talk.::
Teacher: Ok, then. Moving on…
Girl: Wait! I have a question!
Me: I guess your ears don’t work when your mouth is moving.
Girl: About #24…
::Teacher explains. People continue talking. I wait patiently so I can ask my question… People CONTINUE talking.::
Teacher: Well, I guess no one’s paying attention… Yes, she said that. Let’s move on…
So she just asked the question, and then ignored the answer. This is not a one-time occurance; this happens EVERY SINGLE FRIGGING DAY we have this class (3X a week).
As well, this class contains:
-Boombox boy, who… yeah, makes noises like a boombox… I know there’s a better name for this. Oh well.
-the dreaded C (name removed for the sake of the stupid) who is so shallow you couldn’t drown an ant.
-Rude boy, who is outright rude, and apparently, if he stops talking, he’ll DIE.
Not to mention that they complain about EVERYTHING - homework, tests (no matter HOW far they knew in advance - pop quizzes are TERRIBLE just because I have to listen to them whine…)
I’ll stop now. If I don’t, I may end up breaking my keyboard. ::snarl::
(Apologies for the length.)