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Posting this so I can finally release the rage I’ve been carrying about teachers:
Can we stop pretending for one second that teachers have some important valuable job? Bitch, why the fuck are you teaching me shit that idc about, don’t need, and never asked for?
You dedicate your whole sad life to a job that pays less than the school’s janitor. You’re a government slave with a fake sense of purpose, bringing zero contribution to society. You’re a slave hired to make more slaves — congrats on the legacy.
I have to wake up at 6:30 in the morning to get mentally tortured for eight straight hours. two hour long lessons each, with a different teacher trying to annoy you in their own uniquely creative way, it’s like a fucking Olympic sport to them.
I’m supposed to sit there and give a fuck while some 220-pound, saggy-skinned, hair-thinning 40-year-old woman with a degree on PowerPoint management goes on a power trip about the school uniform protocol? Nah, cuz I’m really at that stage in my life where I give a flying fuck about the proper mf color of my shirt.
Look, I’m not saying every teacher should be brutally massacred, ripped limb from limb, beheaded by ISIS, and then fed to wolves..., there are true treasures in some of them, ones who actually care about your life situation and shit — but god damn...
Can we stop pretending for one second that teachers have some important valuable job? Bitch, why the fuck are you teaching me shit that idc about, don’t need, and never asked for?
You dedicate your whole sad life to a job that pays less than the school’s janitor. You’re a government slave with a fake sense of purpose, bringing zero contribution to society. You’re a slave hired to make more slaves — congrats on the legacy.
I have to wake up at 6:30 in the morning to get mentally tortured for eight straight hours. two hour long lessons each, with a different teacher trying to annoy you in their own uniquely creative way, it’s like a fucking Olympic sport to them.
I’m supposed to sit there and give a fuck while some 220-pound, saggy-skinned, hair-thinning 40-year-old woman with a degree on PowerPoint management goes on a power trip about the school uniform protocol? Nah, cuz I’m really at that stage in my life where I give a flying fuck about the proper mf color of my shirt.
Look, I’m not saying every teacher should be brutally massacred, ripped limb from limb, beheaded by ISIS, and then fed to wolves..., there are true treasures in some of them, ones who actually care about your life situation and shit — but god damn...
