Adjunct’s Lament, Part II

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Burt Likko

Pseudonymous Portlander. Homebrewer. Atheist. Recovering litigator. Recovering Republican. Recovering Catholic. Recovering divorcé. Recovering Former Editor-in-Chief of Ordinary Times. House Likko's Words: Scite Verum. Colite Iusticia. Vivere Con Gaudium.

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  1. Avatar Mike Schilling
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    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. Avatar aaron david
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    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

  3. Avatar Kolohe
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    says:

    So would gundecking the grades be the *real* master class in business ethics?Report

  4. Avatar Burt Likko
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    says:

    Aaaaaaaaaaaaand that’s done.

    It’s Miller homebrew time.Report

  5. Avatar KatherineMW
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    As a TA, I actually enjoyed marking papers, especially if they were good ones.Report

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