Why Won’t They Read the F***ing Book?

Yesterday, I was walking down the hall near my office in Rasmussen, behind a group of five or so students who were discussing their lower-than-expected grades on an exam they’d just gotten back. “It was all from the reading!” one of them exclaimed; “I didn’t do the reading! I just studied my notes!” You will all be pleased to know that I resisted the temptation to say something like “You were tested over actual course material?! YOU POOR DELICATE FLOWERS.” But I rolled my eyes like a CHAMPION behind them. Continue reading “Why Won’t They Read the F***ing Book?”