Well, I just got my grades and my math teacher gave me an U for
unsatisfactory work.  In a way, I earned that U, as I told him that his
idea of teaching stank; if I wanted to know more about nude beaches in
Europe, strip clubs, and Shania Twain I'd look them up on the internet;
teaching dyslexic people to do math using multiple systems at the same
time doesn't work, lying about what is on a test isn't fair to the
students, and that while the principal sets the tone for the school, the
teacher sets the tone for the classroom.

It's also my fault in that I let him talk me into staying in the course
and not dripping it five times.  Because of my big fat mouth, I had the
lowest score going into the final, but I know I got at least an 88 on
the final, which should have raised my grade to a C.  BTW, I averaged
70% on my tests, missed two assignments, missed way to many classes
because I couldn't stand to listen to him say "Float the buoy" and other
remarks over and over again. I should have had a class average of 85%
after all was said and done, but you know me and my big mouth.

Needless to say, I'm debating my next move, and trying to be any cattier
than usual.  I'd love to get the little swamp scum fired, but then his
wife (yes he also talked about her personal attributes) would have tp
put up with him more often.  If I had an actual address for him, I'd
publish it and ask you all to send litter box offerings to him, but I
don't, so may I ask you to send cyber litter box offerings to him?  My
clowder has already sent three cyber boxes worth, and are working hard
to make more.

Thanks, I feel better already,

Pam S.