Argh
I just finished documenting everything and filling out all the paperwork on my newest academic dishonesty case. It took me all day. All Friday. My novel day. Do you know how long I was scanning stuff? Do you know how many emails it took to transfer all the PDFs? Do you have any idea how many more meetings I'm going to have to go to because someone couldn't take the time to write their own papers? I've got stuff to do, too, and I'm not getting paid any extra to spend over 21 hours dealing with this over two days.
I was supposed to write 4 full scenes today. Finish the Works Cited for my Thrillerland paper. Do my laundry. Play with my poor, neglected Charlotte. What did I accomplish from this list? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I haven't even gotten a chance to open the thesis today.
And do you know the worst part? I found another this evening while doing a check of all students. It isn't as obvious as the last one, and it will take longer to figure out what happened and when. Here comes the ethical dilemma. How much time can I afford to spend on this? Do I do the easy thing and let it slide? Do I throw my hands up and hope someone later on down the line catches something sneaky going down? Or do I further sacrifice precious hours of my already stressful paper/thesis writing flurry to deal with freshmen who made a mistake? It would be so easy to let it slide. To pretend I didn't see. But I've got a tickle in my gut when I think of doing that. I fear I'll be spending at least part of my Saturday dealing with this one if only because it is, unfortunately, the right thing to do.
Sometimes, I hate having a conscience.
I need to reward myself somehow for spending quality time doing somethingunpleasant that I don't get paid for or graded on. I just don't understand. Why would anyone do this? Don't they have any pride? And why do they insist on trying to drag others down with them?
It has been a discouraging day. I look forward to further discouragement later this weekend, and early next week. Hopefully after that I'll be free of this tangle.
I'm so tired. This sort of thing drains me. I feel just empty all over from caring so much about folks who obviously don't care about themselves or others. Maybe I'll just go to bed early.
Sigh.
I was supposed to write 4 full scenes today. Finish the Works Cited for my Thrillerland paper. Do my laundry. Play with my poor, neglected Charlotte. What did I accomplish from this list? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I haven't even gotten a chance to open the thesis today.
And do you know the worst part? I found another this evening while doing a check of all students. It isn't as obvious as the last one, and it will take longer to figure out what happened and when. Here comes the ethical dilemma. How much time can I afford to spend on this? Do I do the easy thing and let it slide? Do I throw my hands up and hope someone later on down the line catches something sneaky going down? Or do I further sacrifice precious hours of my already stressful paper/thesis writing flurry to deal with freshmen who made a mistake? It would be so easy to let it slide. To pretend I didn't see. But I've got a tickle in my gut when I think of doing that. I fear I'll be spending at least part of my Saturday dealing with this one if only because it is, unfortunately, the right thing to do.
Sometimes, I hate having a conscience.
I need to reward myself somehow for spending quality time doing somethingunpleasant that I don't get paid for or graded on. I just don't understand. Why would anyone do this? Don't they have any pride? And why do they insist on trying to drag others down with them?
It has been a discouraging day. I look forward to further discouragement later this weekend, and early next week. Hopefully after that I'll be free of this tangle.
I'm so tired. This sort of thing drains me. I feel just empty all over from caring so much about folks who obviously don't care about themselves or others. Maybe I'll just go to bed early.
Sigh.
posted by Rehkmira @ 23:33
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