5 thoughts on “Adjunct’s Lament, Part II

  1. They don’t pay me to teach. They pay me to grade.

    It’s like when I was working as a consultant. They didn’t pay me to program, they paid me to get the timesheets signed. (I’m not joking, or even exaggerating. At the weekly call with the main office, the first question was always “Did you fax the timesheets yet?” After that, questions about how the project was going might be entertained.)Report

  2. I remember my father grading papers as a kid, sitting in his chair with a board across the arms to make a desk. Watching TV, maybe drinking a beer, slowly working through them. Full professor or adjunct, it is still tedium.Report

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