This evening was not a good one for the effervescent Mr. Lynch. He was off his game and would not let anyone escape unwounded. Feeling anxious but not able to pinpoint the cause, he took his unease with the world out on his students. He impersonalized all them at once. They were all the same student. The student who didn't do his homework, the student who hasn't handed in work in weeks, the student who takes a break every five minutes, the student who leaves campus to get food without signing out, the student who wants you to drop every last thing that you are doing because they needed something RIGHT NOW!
Without looking up, I would entertain the student in front of me as to what they needed. Without looking at them I would tersely answer in the negative or affirmative. I was abrasive.
Later in the evening, I apologized. They get it. At the end of the night, a student from math who had been a student of mine came in to see how I was doing. She had been watching me for a while and noticed I was pretty anxious. So I told her about everything inside of three minutes. Everyday should be a holiday, but it isn't. Right? I think I'll go for a walk in the snow...
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