Welp, that puts everything in perspective

My stress levels are sky high right now, I occasionally emit an uncontrollable moan as I sit in my office, and I’m backlogged in grading still. But somehow, it could still be much, much worse.

I’m sorry, Professor Wilson, your situation does sound truly terrible, but am I bad if I say it made me feel so fortunate and happy about my situation? It’s all relative. There’s always somebody who’s got it worse.


  1. slithey tove (twas brillig (stevem)) says

    I don’t understand why having COVID doesn’t put him in quarantine. I hope the office hours are zoom conveyed not in-person.
    That is disregarding all the other issues that makes it incomprehensible he is not on medical leave for the rest of the year.
    I don’t understand. I am nobody
    Wish him well, being so committed to teaching despite his personal difficulties. Good luck, sir.

  2. slithey tove (twas brillig (stevem)) says

    re 1:
    oops, rereading the OP I see I missed the office hours are with TA, not the professor himself. my bad

  3. says

    Sorry, but I can’t help wonder if being shot, having covid and dealing with a messy divorce are all somehow related. THAT would be a mess…
    And I think being shot is against everyone’s “best wishes”.

  4. bcwebb says

    There are two English departments with 3610 course numbers, UVA and Nebraska (a linguistics course) neither seems to have a Prof Wilson. Oh well, I guess it was fatal.

  5. raven says

    Patrick Wilson – Professor – Coastal Pines Technical College …
    http://www.linkedin.com › patrick-wilson-5a0aa37b

    Patrick Wilson. English Instructor at CPTC (Coastal Pines Technical College). Coastal Pines Technical CollegeGeorgia Southern University. Brunswick …

    Is this for real?

    I put Patrick Wilson English Professor into Google and got a few hits. There is a link to twitter. He also is an English instructor in Georgia.

  6. raven says

    There is also a reply on twitter from the same guy.

    Hello all,
    It seems my last email went viral on the internet. I apperciate all the replies letting me know. Fortunately, the injury wasn’t serious and none of my Covid symptoms are serious. The exam is still Monday and it is asynchronous. Unlike my wife, I expect you not to cheat. Good luck to all.
    Best, Prof. Wilson

  7. birgerjohansson says

    Harry Harrison wrote a SF novel , “Deathworld”, where all organisms were striving to kill human life.
    I think those hidden “reptilian” aliens have started to rerraform (exoform?) parts of the US.
    (That might also explain the rise of awful politicians- they are bioweapons intended to make the place inhospitable by spreading the use of handguns, favoring emerging diseases and global warming)

  8. Pierce R. Butler says

    Why does Prof. Wilson’s wife expect his students to cheat?

    Does that school’s English have another Richard Roberts/Jerry Falwell Jr situation?

    Perhaps that injury is more serious than the professor apprehends, if it has caused such syntactical slippage.

  9. Thomas Scott says

    My father used to say,
    “I mourned the fact, I had no shoes,
    until I met a man who had no feet.”

  10. PaulBC says

    Or as Willie Nelson sang (I think it’s a cover)

    The postman delivered a past due bill notice.
    The alarm clock rang two hours late.
    The garbage man left all the trash on the sidewalk.
    And the hinges fell off of the gate.
    And this morning at breakfast, I spilled all the coffee and I opened the door on my knee…

  11. nematoady says

    @11 As the inimitable Roy Zimmerman and the Foremen sang:
    “I was feeling sorry for myself
    Because I had no shoes..
    But then, I met a man who had no feet
    And I said, “Friend…

    Can I have your shoooooooes?”

  12. hemidactylus says

    @12- PaulBC

    Just a couple days ago while putting stuff in my car I managed to tip my coffee container over onto the passenger side floor. Luckily it only leaked a little. F-bombs were uttered loudly.

    Over the past months I’ve managed to spill coffee and then clam chowder into the top of my stove. That was fun, but at least I wasn’t shot, COVID +, and suffering marital woes. Just clumsy and thankfully not singing “Hello walls”.

  13. =8)-DX says

    I chortled at “Unlike my wife, I expect you not to cheat.” when I saw it on twitter. Boo to all the grammar purists and curmudgeons in the comments, this was the the best way to write what the author wanted to express, precisely because it takes a minute to figure out he’s implying his wife cheated on him and gives it more than just a tone of sarcastic bitterness, but also a hopeful suggestion of offered trust. Anyway, Boo to you I say. Boo.