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Tonight I get to grade business letters. Seems my darlings think that typing "shite zoo" is close enough to "Suite 200" in an inside address, and that "Dear Smucker" is an appropriate way to address the folks at Smucker's, Inc. They also believe that September has 32 days, and that it's 2007. Oh, and it's perfectly OK to refer to strangers as "dudes," "you guys," and "you people." One of them also found that prying the backspace key off the laptop was more exciting than finishing his paper. These keys don't pop back on, so the entire keyboard must be replaced. Yeah, he's in some serious trouble. Don't even get me started on envelopes. I mean, where do YOU put the stamp? In the middle looked good to three kids. One used it to hold the flap shut when spit wouldn't work. I promise you faithfully, these kids had three adult women giving them explicit directions, WITH DIAGRAMS. At least only one kid tried to use a proxy site to view porn when he was done. Yeah, he's in trouble, too. I really need to investigate truck drivin' school. |
 
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