In a classic example of end-of-semester anxiety, I couldn’t sleep last night and got up at 2am to grade lab reports. They’re done! But now I’m either going to be a shambling, weeping mess for the rest of the day, or I’m going to get a second wind and turn manic. You never know! I do wish we had some good drugs in the house, but all I’ve got is ibuprofen and aleve.
See, students, it’s not just you suffering this time of year. Your professors are also going a bit mad.
The final hurdles are two final exams one week from today. I’ll probably make it, I think.
Professors going a bit mad? Pretty sure they start out that way… ;)
the weeks leading up to finals i rarely sleep. Call me at 3am any night and i will be wide awake. I worry about my students
Same goes for high school teachers. My stomach churns just remembering those days.
You, and the workers at Amazon
https://www.smbc-comics.com/comic/assimilate
No doubt PZ is exhausted, but more so than ICU nurse at the height of covid, coal miners working long shifts , child labours in sweat shops ?