"Shopping days at the supermarket are a drag when the sun is shinning (sic) and the cool, cool pavement is there for the taking."
I don't know either.
This gem is courtesy of a student in the food writing class I teach, a mere five class meetings have confirmed unequivocally that teaching makes my ass tired (another of my Grandmother's sayings, God I miss that woman!).*
Anyway, Jesus might also consider being a thesaurus, a dictionary, and a grammar reference book for good measure.
Thank goodness tonight is the last night. At least it will look impressive on my CV.
*By the way the stress is on the word ass, which gives it this delicious new sense that connotes a condition or affliction one is experiencing called "tired ass" at least that's how I always imagined it as a kid when my Grandmother would say it.
2 comments:
Rachel, I aged in the 3 years I taught. People are stupid and no amount of schooling can polish a turd into a diamond.
How right you are, girl.
I can't be Marva Collins or Anne Sullivan up in this bitch. There's only so much I can do to make the world a better place.
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