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alchemistdoctor) wrote2018-12-30 01:22 am
alchemistdoctor) wrote2018-12-30 01:22 am
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Petty
Time for a nice little fireside chat: tell me something petty you did because they deserved it, dammit.
I'll start: Professor M from this post liked to give handouts of all of his projector sheets (yes, he used an old-fashioned sheet projector). He was very proud of his handouts, because they proved he was technologically advanced enough to scan and upload his projector sheets to a computer. We were expected to keep them all and reference them regularly.
The other students kept them in neat binders. I had my laptop case, in which there were file folders. He'd hand us 50 sheets of paper, I'd find the file folder and stick 'em in. I wouldn't reference them in class (they were projected in front of my face, I didn't need them) and if I studied from them, I'd mix up the order, which he clung to meticulously.
Whenever he saw my file folders for his classes, I'd watch an internal hernia develop. It was so petty. Especially because by the end of the class I'd mixed them up enough that it was actually moderately inconvenient for me, but I refused to fix them because I enjoyed seeing his silent upset so much.
It was worth it.
I'll start: Professor M from this post liked to give handouts of all of his projector sheets (yes, he used an old-fashioned sheet projector). He was very proud of his handouts, because they proved he was technologically advanced enough to scan and upload his projector sheets to a computer. We were expected to keep them all and reference them regularly.
The other students kept them in neat binders. I had my laptop case, in which there were file folders. He'd hand us 50 sheets of paper, I'd find the file folder and stick 'em in. I wouldn't reference them in class (they were projected in front of my face, I didn't need them) and if I studied from them, I'd mix up the order, which he clung to meticulously.
Whenever he saw my file folders for his classes, I'd watch an internal hernia develop. It was so petty. Especially because by the end of the class I'd mixed them up enough that it was actually moderately inconvenient for me, but I refused to fix them because I enjoyed seeing his silent upset so much.
It was worth it.
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The last two weeks of traineeship are afoot, the two assholes hadn't read the shifts of the nurses yet, so the fourth student and I organized the shifts so they will always have to work with the asshole nurse.
I still feel so proud about this!
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