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My Intro to Prose Fiction teacher is really rubbing me the wrong way. Let’s talk about it, shall we?

I have not in the last 5 semesters gotten anything lower than an A- on a single test. Today she handed back my exam on The Awakening by Kate Chopin, the word’s most bland book, and I saw an unfamiliar letter on the top. She gave me a B. A fucking B. She gave me a B because in one of my essay questions she said that part of my answer was irrelevant to what was asked. 

Not relevant? Let’s talk about irrelevant. Let’s talk about how irrelevant that knock off Burberry scarf she had draped around her neck like a loon was to her outfit, see EXHIBIT A below: 

What? Why, why was it there. What purpose was it serving. The room was quite toasty, and it clearly matching NOTHING. Irrelevant my ass, clearly she doesn’t understand the concept of relevancy. 

And fuck yes I take pictures of people when they aren’t looking. Why not? What’s the purpose of a camera phone if you don’t use it to take embarrassing pictures of people? Technology is of no value to anyone if we don’t use it to it’s fullest potential! 

- Michael