Dear Study Group
That’s it. You win. I quit. I quit trying to be the one keeping us on track. I quit trying to foster communication when you so obviously don’t want to have anything to do with one another. I quit caring what f-ing grade we get on this paper. I just want this weekend over with so I can turn in as slap-dash a paper as you clearly want to write and wash my hands of it. I cannot spend another day crying in utter frustration that my grade has to have anything to do with your crude attempts at writing.
Your Very much, Utterly, Completely and disgustedly Frustrated Group Mate who is going to go have a good long cry in the shower
I always hated group work in school. I could never figure out why someone else should get a passing grade for the work I did. Don't worry, someday you'll be their boss ;0)
ReplyDeleteSomeday, I'm going to -not- give them a job teaching. Cos good lord and lady, they don't get the simplest of instructions.
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