Now You’re Talking
I recently awarded a guy in my tutorial the most talkative man in the world trophy. His never-ending vocal torture I had to endure throughout the year caused me to develop a serious case of narcolepsy. For my last week of tutorials, I was designated to participate in a class assignment with him. As I walked on over, I was wondering if in his self-absorption, he would even notice if I ducked on down to the pub. In retrospect that’s exactly what I should have done.
As I took my seat, he immediately began his verbal assault. Within the first minute, a migraine began to precipitate in between the neurons of my brain. Within 5 minutes I was beginning to experience cloudiness and so I ordered the lecturer to have a nurse on standby. By the 10th minute, I was out cold. When it was finally over, he asked me what I thought. As I told him my opinion, I noticed not only did he not look at me, he was actually continuing his monologue just at a lower volume. I decided to experiment. I stopped talking to see if he would notice. He jumped at his opportunity and simply raised his voice to bring his lower volume monologue into talking mode.
When I’m not being verbally abused like an asshole, I write essays. My business course.png consists of 95% international students and 5% illiterates. Of course it’s the school’s policy to take anyone who can write nonsensical 500 word sentences sprinkled with random punctuation. I wouldn’t mind so much but they make me do group work with them. With the grace of God, hopefully they will ban group work or at least let me bring in a Chinese to my accountancy exam.
If me passing this accountancy course was stock, my private tutor would be the biggest short seller on the planet.