I get A's when I want to. Take last semester for example. This semester I chose to get B's. However on Monday I was informed I got a D- when I was sure to be careful to calculate a B. What the heck, right? I was so confused. I think I emailed my teacher 10 times that day trying to figure out where my D- came from, and she said it was from 2 unexcused absences. 10 percentage points per absence off my final grade. Um...definition of punitive. My teacher then told me in order to pass I had to write a 20 pg paper by May 31. HA! The program director was really mean and not helpful in the slightest, so on Thursday I camped out in front of the dean's office armed with my prof's syllabus only to talk to her an hour and a half later. I proceeded to show her how my prof's math and grading were bunk, and she agreed with me. An hour later my grade was an 86%.
Boo ya.
Thanks for the lesson in "advocating for the client."
PS. Happy rapture day
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I think you should rename this post "You gotta fight. For your right. To paaartay" - The Beastie Boys. Way to stick it to the man, Martha!
I couldn't be prouder. As always.
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