Vindauga

Here’s a ‘how to’ on ruining my day (provided you were so inclined).

1. You’ve got to do some background work; you can’t just ruin my day on a whim. Take my class and then plagiarize your final paper. This will, by itself, mess up my day but you’re thinking long-term here; one plagiarist messes me up but if that’s all it is, I get over it pretty quickly.

2. Send me several emails that go from confused, to demanding, to begging in reference to your grade.

3. Get other people to try to talk to me about your grade, which, legally, I cannot do.

4. Appeal to my sense of honor and justice while forgetting that you were in an ethics class when you plagiarized.

5. Continue to send me emails after I have told you that my involvement in the process is completed, emails that tell me your life story, about how things are terrible wherever you come from, that you won’t get a scholarship, that you’ll have to return, that you won’t be able to do all the good Christian work that you were planning to do, work that, apparently, drove you to plagiarize in my class.

Now you are ready to ruin my day.

6. Show up to my office 15 minutes before I am to teach the first class of a new semester with your brother/boyfriend/sister/girlfriend/whomever start crying and tell me that I am the only one that help you (for extra bonus annoyance points, make it seem like your grade is my fault).