It's pretty rare around here that I'm in a day-long state of frustration. Even more rare that that state of frustration extends to a second day, but here I am, so I suppose it's possible.
Today I am angry because I was told this morning that my Spanish professor is going to be taking another two weeks off. So I will not have had her for class for a solid month. They're sending in replacement professors, but it's not the same. I don't want to sound like a heartless, horrible person in saying that I don't think she should take the time off. If you need surgery, you need surgery, end of story. What bothers me is that she's so flippant about it. She didn't warn us that she was going to do this, she still made us take our midterm after not having class for two weeks, and she's having us do half-asses busywork assignments to keep us pacified. And I'm paying for it. I'm just trying to figure out who I can write the angry letter to.
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