I was in Cultural Geography class yesterday morning, and overhead a splendid little conversation between two girls (who, incidentally, text almost constantly during class):
Girl 1: So, did you finish your response for ethics?
Girl 2: Yeah, finally. It was such a pain in the ass.
Girl 1: Yeah, I know. I don’t get why the professor wanted it typed.
Girl 2: I know. I didn’t type mine up, though. I had my mom do it.
… She had her mom do it. The girl is in her twenties, in college, and her mother is typing her work for her.
I must admit – I briefly considered tackling her, but then thought that such an act would probably be taken badly by the campus administration, particularly the security branch thereof.
Then again, I don’t know why I was surprised. These are the same girls who never take notes, instead opting to text in class, and then act shocked when they get Cs and Ds on their exams. Oh really? I never would have imagined such a thing would happen.
Me? Bitter? No, not at all.
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