Turns out I was right about summer teaching: it is awesome!
I get to experience a semester's worth of inspiring successes, tearful moments, and, my personal favorite, eye-roll-worthy requests all in a very condensed period of time.
One such eye roll moment occurred today.
Undergrad: Yo, Dr. Reaction.
Me: . . .
Undergrad: I need to go on vacation next week. I'm going to miss a test and three labs.
Me: That's true.
Undergrad: So how can you work with me to get this work made up?
Me: What the hell is wrong with you?*
*Okay, so my actual response was to remind him of the course policy, which is clearly outlined in the syllabus of course, of not excusing personal travel. And that missing a week of summer class was equivalent to about three weeks of the normal semester. And that Undergrad would receive zeros for the missed work.
Undergrad: Oh. That sucks.
Yes, my dear Undergrad, that does suck.
