OK, the hell? I just got an email from a student. She's complaining that it's unfair and too stressful to have two midterm exams and a final, because the final will just be testing them on material that they've already been tested on. It includes this line:

I really do feel that you do not have the students well-being at heart, but are concerned with what other professors and higher ups will think of your class.

This, by the way, is the same student who wrote "We love Hillary" on the board before class last Tuesday.

Bonny, from what I have read most people abusing adderall snort it rather than taking the pill. Weight loss can also be from no longer trying to medicate with food too, if she is true ADD. Of course she should still talk to a doctor and get a proper diagnosis.

How do I respond to that email? Do I respond to that email? I really can't think of an appropriate response.

Personally, I don't think a combative email like that really deserves a response, however, the best I could come up with would be something like "I'm a teacher and as such, I teach my class to the best of my abilities and as I see fit."

Still, though, I think no response is probably better.

I think _I'm_ the one who has self-medicated with food. But she does say her appetite is greatly altered.

I'm with Barb. I can't think of a rational response to an irrational statement like that. This sounds like one of those kids who grew up in the 'everybody wins all the time' ethic that leads so many people to my couch. No coping skills...or manipulation as the only viable coping skill. Not something that a single communication is going to effect.

eta: This is probably too bitchy to be useful, but the response that occurred to me after I hit post was, "That is how, as they say, the cookie crumbles."

Still think no response is the best response.

"Thank you for your feedback on this issue. I am glad that you feel free to express your concerns to me. Study for your final. For reals."

Liese is wise. For reals.

I just finished my most hated chore. Matching socks. Normally I have a laundry basket just for socks and I grab as needed. I'm trying to clean up and was all industrious. Go me?

Go you!

We share the hated chore. I'm doing laundry right after I finished matching socks from last round of laundry. Which means, more matching socks.

I even tried to simplify the task by buying all versions of the same socks for the SO & myself. And yet? Subtle differences that I now feel obligated to pore over, making matching socks a chore of massive proportions.

This email, of course, also includes the inevitable reference to how she's working really hard and isn't used to getting grades like what she's getting.

"Thank you for your feedback on this issue. I am glad that you feel free to express your concerns to me. Study for your final. For reals."

Brilliant.