The Brit Lit class I am taking is two and a half hours long but only about an hour is spent in instruction. The rest of the time is spent way off topic and is initiated by both the teacher and a few of the students. Today i kept track of the topics that the teacher brought up, just curious to see where we went today.
First, we traveled into the past as we heard about a teacher that our instructor's kids had. Our instructor told us about the grudge she held against this teacher for correcting her kids in class about some conservative idea. Our instructor said she was glad to watch this teacher's kids grow up to be the harlot and drug dealer of the school without their parent's knowing.
Next we went to her home as she bragged about her vintage roses. She proudly displays them in front of her house, even though they are so untrimmed that the local code enforcement officer has asked her several times to trim them. She then complained that the code enforcer seemed to pick on her more than anyone else in the neighborhood and that she constantly argues with him. One guy asked her why she doesn't do something nice for him, like make him some cookies. She replied that she didn't like the guy.
Finally she talked about her furniture that has been passed down through her family. It's supposed to be worth bazillions of dollars and last longer than the last cockroach. Yet, she said it wasn't comfortable at all. Why have furniture if you aren't going to use it? Or, a better question, why are we discussing old furniture in a Brit Lit class?
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