Breathe In...Breathe Out...

As Grace would tell me, "Hollie, it helps me calm down when I take huge breathes.  Just take breathes."

I had to implement this tactic yesterday upon receiving an email from one of my professors.  I won't go into a ton of details in case said professor somehow stumbles upon my blog, but let me just say this person was RUDE.  After grading my assignment they wrote me an email essentially asking me  how I could be so stupid.  I'm not exaggerating at all.  This wouldn't be too offensive except this professor had previously sent me another email regarding a different exam and attacked my character because they thought I had cheated.  After explaining to prof., they realized I had not cheated and gave me a deserved grade.  I let it slide that time, feeling that it was somewhat deserved for someone who was assumed to be cheating.  However, this time, I let prof have it.  I spoke my mind!  I told them that I didn't appreciate how I was being spoken to and that I felt frustrations could be communicated just as effectively without a personal attack on my character.

Well, prof. wrote me back, gave me my grade, but there was still something lacking.....oh yes!  An apology.  I'm not complaining too much because my B turned into a B+ for some reason, so I suppose that will work.

I just don't understand why some professors feel like they can treat their students this way.  Just because you are an expert on something, doesn't mean everyone else is an idiot for not knowing as much as you.  This professor expects and demands respect from me, but somehow I don't get the same in return.  Hopefully now after speaking my mind I will get due respect.

Good news is, only a couple weeks left of school work!  Yeah!  Then I'll be a free woman.  Free to...go find a job and not be free again...

I'm off to the pool.