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Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts

Talking Down Your Classroom Boner

Talking Down Your Classroom Boner

Jason, 13, sits in the back of Ms. Stevens' 7th Grade Algebra class.

Jason: That’s enough, you’ve had your fun. Now it's time to come down.
Boner: Not until I get what I deserve!

Jason: I will not negotiate with a mad man.

Boner: No? Then I’ll BLOW UP! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!

Jason: No, no, no. No one wants that. Come down and we’ll talk like men.

Boner: Don’t fuckin’ patronize me, man. I know as soon as I come down you’ll forget all about me. I’M GONNA BLOW. I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL DO IT!

Jason: Do you remember ‘86? You want us to end up like Tommy Fitz? Ring a bell? 8th grader. Pooped his pants in gym and had to transfer schools. We don’t want another Fitz situation on our hands.

Boner: You think I want to be like this. You brought me here. You did this to me. You turned me into this monster.

Jason: Me? How?

Boner: You! EVERYONE! Jessica Callahan. Ms. Stevens’ tight sweater. The parabola on page 22. So curvy! YOU DID THIS TO ME!

Jason: Mistakes have been made on both sides, but it doesn’t have to end this way. Talk to me.

Boner: I just want my freedom. I’m locked up like an animal in here! I demand fresh air 24/7.

Jason: You know we can’t do that.

Boner: Fine, then I want to meet Tiffany Hendrix personally! Today!

Jason: We’re working on that. We’ve been working on that for months. It’s just going to take some time, but if you come down now we can work on that together. How does that sound?

Boner: I’m thinkin’ about it. That could maybe work.

Jason: Great. We’ll get you all set up with—- COLD SHOWER! COLD SHOWER! GRANDMA!

Boner: WAIT! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!! FUCKIN’ DOUBLE CROSSER!

Jason: RICE PUDDING! FINGERNAIL CLIPPINGS! BIRKENSTOCKS!

Boner: YOU’RE NOT GETTING RID OF ME THAT QUICKLY! You fool… how easily we forget: Tiffany wore Birkenstocks last week with a cute little plaid skirt. It was so hot.

Jason: DAMN!

Boner: Now I know I can’t trust you.

Jason: You know I have no jurisdiction over my thoughts. A.D.D. came out of nowhere. That wasn’t my call and you know it.

Ms. Stevens: Jason, do you want to come up to the board and solve this equation?

Jason: Listen, man, I need you to come down now.

Boner: I’M NOT COMING DOWN!

Ms. Stevens: Jason, what are you doing? Did you hear me?

Jason: YOU HAVE TEN SECONDS! COME DOWN NOW!

Boner: NEVER!

Ms. Stevens: Hello? Jason? What’re you doing over there?

Jason: You’ve left me no choice. I’m sorry.

Boner: What’re you doing, Jason? STOP IT. STOP IT RIGHT NOW!

Jason tucks his boner up into his waistband.

Boner: I WAS SO CLOSE! SO CLOSE! I JUST WANT MY FREEDOM!
Jason: Ms. Stevens, can I please use the bathroom?

Ms. Stevens: Again?

The 6 People You See at the Registrar's Office

The 6 People You See at the Registrar's Office
Next. No. I can't help you with that. Next. My frustratingly monotone voice and complete inability to feign even the vaguest interest in your problems could rival that of an airport employee, and yet I was hired to be the person you have to deal with when you're in your most frazzled state. Next. If you leave this office satisfied with the visit, I have not done my job correctly. No, you will leave here registered for a 9am applied physics class even though you're an English major. Next. Hold on, I have to type everything with one finger. This could take a while.

The 6 People You See at the Registrar's Office

No, that's a Tuesday/Thursday class. I need a Monday/Wednesday. No, don't look at anything with a Friday class. Because I want to sleep! Jeez, mom. I'm in college. Let me decide how to organize my life. No, keep looking through the course catalog with me! I can't do it alone, mommy. I haven't made a single independent decision in my whole life. That's why I'm dropping my perfectly awesome Musical History of Funk class that everyone says is the best thing ever because you went on RateMyProfessor and decided you didn't like the look of the professor's "do-rag." Fine, I'll take another class about early British literature, mother. Just please stop calling every hat a black person wears a "do-rag." Nothing. I didn't say anything.

The 6 People You See at the Registrar's Office

What the f*ck is a "bursar"? Hell, I don't even know what a registrar is. I don't think these are real words! Do these words exist outside of college administrations? I don't think so. Can you please just help me find out why there is a hold on my account? Why not? Right, right. The bursar, I get it. I'm going to spend the whole day running from one mildew-scented office to another until some old lady employee finally takes pity on me and offers to figure everything out for me. Unfortunately, she won't know how to work any of the computers, so I'm not going to be able to register for classes until all of the good ones are taken. Sh*t. I'm pretty sure this is how people end up majoring in East Asian Studies.

The 6 People You See at the Registrar's Office

How was I supposed to know that you had to apply for this class at the end of last semester? Oh, it says so in the course catalog in underlined bold? Still. Can't you just sign me up and then I'll figure something out with the teacher? That works for some people, right? What about screen printing? Can I take that? Awesome. No, what's an "Add/Drop form"? Oh. I don't have that. No, I don't have my academic advisor's written approval. Did I need that? You'd think from my complete incompetence that I'm a freshman, but I'm actually a junior. I just don't know anything. Do you have the forms I need here so I can fill them out without having to come back? No? Ok, what and where is the "student center"? Cool. I'll be back here 9 times in the next 2 days and then I'll forget everything before registration time next semester.

People You See at the Registrar's Office

What do you mean I'm not allowed to take fewer than four classes? That History of Funk class I'm taking is suuuper hard. I've systematically signed up for only the easiest classes this college has to offer, but even that is too much for me. I'm going to beg and plead the matter until I get bored and give up. This is the most work I'll put in all semester. Please? I can't take classes that start before 1pm or overlap with any meals, including my 4pm Dunch. Ok, fine. What about screen printing? Can I take that? Ugh, it's 3 hours on Fridays? Whatever. I'll just stay in this weird Asian art class.
The 6 People You See at the Registrar's Office

20 Questions You Should Never Ask in Class

20 Questions You Should Never Ask in Class
1. I know you said that this wouldn’t be included on the exam, but [INSERT ANYTHING HERE].

2. Yes, but would these principles still hold true if humans existed in a vacuum in outer space and there was no such thing as linear time or reality?

3. Before I jump into the recurring motifs in Emily Dickinson’s poetry, can someone tell me if the tribal tattoo on my lower back looks infected?

4. Is our textbook missing a chapter? I couldn’t find the part where it explains that the Holocaust was all just a hilarious hoax.

5. Aren’t we just cheating ourselves in the long run if we all don’t read The Brothers Karamazov in its native Russian?

6. Could I make my final project about how all of this “Introduction to Physics” stuff is kind of like Twitter?

7. This is a little off topic, but could we safely say that we have now officially entered the post-post-post-modern age?

8. Would you mind elaborating a bit more on the critical response to the homosexual undercurrents of Hitchcock’s earlier films? Also, what the fuck is a homosexual?

9. How come we’re not reading any J.K. Rowling? Isn’t this Classics of American Literature?

10. Just a thought, professor: what if, instead of watching the film adaptation of the book, we all read the screenplay instead? My fiancĂ©e and I found it to be much truer to the central themes of the original work. Wouldn’t you agree?

11. Can everyone see that I’m taking my notes on my iPad? Just wanted to make sure everyone sees that I take notes on my iPad.

12. Does anyone here object if my dad and I are live vlogging this lecture?

13. Do you want us to print our names on the quiz or sign them in cursive? I also have a stamp.

14. Can everyone look under their desks real quick? I can’t find my toenail clippings.

15. Is it just me, or is this class a little, shall we say, “darker” than might be preferred?

16. Could we turn off the air conditioning? Having a little trouble appreciating the natural pheromones radiating from these vivacious youngsters in here.

17. Do you offer extensions for students who know they’ll be pretty busy euthanizing dogs this semester?

18. Am I going crazy, or is everyone in this classroom quietly imagining what it would be like to dry hump me on a pile of money right now?

19. Anyone have a breast pump I can borrow?

20. Why. Teacher. No. Like. Robot. Voice? Can. Not. Compute.

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
1. The Lovable Goof

The Goof lumbers through life with a smile on his face and a song in his heart. Every now and then he’ll set your couch on fire or lose all your money during a weekend you had to spend in Vegas because a buddy of his there was selling him a Vespa. But he means well! And isn’t the roller coaster ride of a friendship with this wildcard worth more than five thousand of your measly dollars?

Why they don’t exist: You know who sets couches on fire and goes to Vegas at any point ever in real life? Sociopaths. Wildcards sure can be fun, but you’ll forget all about that once their divorce storyline kicks in and they start hitting on your mom.

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
2. The Blossoming Romance Founded on an Awkward Initial Encounter

You were too busy rereading your ex’s break up text again to see them coming, and spilled coffee all over their fancy work clothes they had dry cleaned SPECIFICALLY for the big meeting today.

Why they don’t exist: Random public encounters sound awesome, but what you’re forgetting is the sheer volume of awful weirdos roaming the streets at all times. The chances of happening upon a hip, together life partner on your way to work are as slim as that weird white-haired guy who hangs out in the subway entrance, points at you and screams the date of your death every morning.

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
3. The One Who’ll Make You Do Things

Life is hard, even without all those optional things idiots do like going to the gym or grocery shopping or wearing underpants. That stuff’s so boring! It’s a good thing you’ve got a pal who LOVES doing this shit. He’ll call you at 11:15 a.m. on a Sunday when, let’s face it, you’re just getting up, telling you to get your sneakers on because you’re hitting the treadmill. You’ll rattle off an excuse like you’re tired or sick or a fallible human being with feelings and a conscience and reserve the right to control your own life. Then he’ll laugh, call you something mean, and make you go anyway. Because that’s what friends do.

Why they don’t exist: Remember how hard it is to do all that stuff I said before? Imagine making ANOTHER WHOLE PERSON do that stuff. In movies, gyms are places where life truths are somehow shared between buds while at the same time they’re running fast and long enough to get one of those all-back sweats going. In reality, you half-heartedly pedal alone on the exercise bike and mentally craft a passive-aggressive text to the guy who rightfully canceled on you.

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
4. Your Parents
Yes, you’ve already met them, but you never really appreciated them until you went home for that week to rediscover yourself. Sure, mom still worries a lot, and dad spends most of the time watching TV, but suddenly you find yourself connecting with them more than ever before. You discover there’s more to them than the dudes you lived with for 18 years, and just before you leave they’ll give you a big, long, wise speech about the person they know you are and can be.

Why they don’t exist: By the time you’ve matured sufficiently to even entertain the concept of your parents as real human beings, they’ll have matured sufficiently that it would be laughably foolish to imagine them being even the slightest bit invested in anything other than the “Next time on Homeland” trailer. They still love you and everything, but Brody’s really in the thick of it right now and you’re going to have to keep your voice down until 11, OK?

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
5. The Authority Figure Who’ll Look the Other Way

Be it with a traffic cop, a steely judge, or your so-far humorless boss, you’re going to get into some serious trouble with someone in uniform at some point. They’ll come down hard, staring down at your crushed, pathetic face as they drive the final nail into the coffin that is your bearable life as you know it. Then you’ll say something to remind them of their childhood or dead wife or something, and everything will be fine.

Why they don’t exist: Hahahaha yeah right. I can imagine few things that are more fun than really messing someone’s existence up and getting paid for it. That’s like the best bit. You think they’re going to deny themselves that because you hopped that turnstile and resisted arrest, like, three times for LOVE? Enjoy jail.

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
6. The Villain

A hero can’t become a hero unless there’s some dick out to ruin everything. For as long as there’s been love or success, there’s been that one sneaky little creature doing everything they can to undermine and destroy you, often for no reason other than some kind of deep-seated, innate hatred of you. They’ll try to steal your partner. Get you fired. Sometimes they’ll just laugh as the subway doors close right before you were about to get on. It’s what they live for, and it’s all they do.

Why they don’t exist: Unfortunately, life doesn’t work in absolutes. That guy I just described? That’s probably been you half the time. Humans are complicated and irrational and impulsive, and just because we do bad things sometimes, not a single one of us wants to be defined by them. Also it really is hilarious when someone misses the subway, and they get all red and angry. Everyone loves that.

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
7. The Best Friend

They’ll take you to brunch on Sunday for a “chat,” or drink beers in your backyard with you long into the night because it’s not like they ever have something going on. Sure, they’ll have little tiffs with whichever paragon of devotion/modest looks they’ve been living with since high school, but that’s mostly just to pad things out. You’re the priority here.

Why they don’t exist: This one should be obvious. Your friends are super into talking about their crap too, and as long as you insist on hashing out the minute details of you disastrously wacky date last night, they’re going to expect you to buck up and return the favor, which you might as well do. Life can’t always be like a movie, otherwise you’d never be able to nap through Saturday or play FIFA for 4 hours straight. Accept it, and take your damn best friend to brunch.

8 People Movies Made You Think You'd Meet
8. The Unbearable Coworker

This obnoxious ne’er-do-well can most often be found peeking over your cubicle partition to quote George of the Jungle, which he watched high last night and holds up well. His constant bad jokes, embarrassing conduct, and inexplicable professional superiority will enrage and frustrate you for as long as you’re at your dead end job. It’s a good thing this guy doesn’t actually exist.

Why they don’t exist: Just kidding. This one does.