{"id":129,"date":"2005-02-17T13:33:46","date_gmt":"2005-02-17T17:33:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp\/?p=125"},"modified":"2005-02-17T13:33:46","modified_gmt":"2005-02-17T17:33:46","slug":"good-work-pays-off-or-insanity-distorts-causation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/2005\/02\/17\/good-work-pays-off-or-insanity-distorts-causation\/","title":{"rendered":"Good Work pays off.. or insanity distorts causation&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ok the story from the top, I walk into class 1.5 minutes late for french.  I&#8217;m worried because this woman has a tendency to call things out in attention but apparently she hadn&#8217;t even called roll so my tardiness slipped by without acknowledgement.  I wasn&#8217;t worried at all because not only had i done what was required for today&#8217;s class but i also *understood* the work i had done.  So,<\/p>\n<p>Class Begins.  <\/p>\n<p>We go over the first major portion of the homework and I keep giving the answers while everyone else flounders.  She walks around looking at each other&#8217;s notebooks and when she gets to the woman in front of me she gives a curt, &#8220;Where is your work?&#8221;  and the lady stutters a bit saying she was sick the last class and did not know what work needed to be done.  She steps up to me and notes that i&#8217;m writing in my book and she mumbles something about how unorganized i seem to be which gets me a little angry.  Then some moments pass and she calls on me out of the blue for a question.<\/p>\n<p>I pipe up and say the correct answer and she has a look of surprise but moves on.  I&#8217;m thinking this adverserial position she is forcing me into is the wrong thing to do to me.  I&#8217;m horrible when people judge me and i feel i must change their judgement.  I turn cut throat.  For the last three semesters i&#8217;ve been on adverserial positions with Dr. Berkeley.  In fact one of the reasons i did so well in his Critical Thinking class was due to the fact that i wanted to show him his view of me being a slacker was ill designed.  all the same, she appeared to be doing this very same thing to me.  Forcing me to change her opinion of me.<\/p>\n<p>So class continues and i keep surprising her by being on task with whatever she wants, even answering in complete french sentences.  <\/p>\n<p>As class closes, she looks at me and asks me to stay behind.  I meander around hoping i&#8217;m not late to physics when she says, &#8220;Meet me at 2:00 today and we can talk about your grade.  I decided to do a class curve which makes your F turn into a D- but that doesn&#8217;t mean you don&#8217;t have a lot to work on.&#8221;  I&#8217;m speechless.  I nod desiding it is best to not show complete surprise and say i&#8217;m free at that time.  <\/p>\n<p>So&#8230; I&#8217;ve gone from thinking i was in the fight of a lifetime to being be-wildered.  I&#8217;m so confused.  I like thinking of her as mine enemy.  I was actually having delusions of making an A.  oh how sweet that would be.  Anyways&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I go into physics and since i&#8217;m in such a good mood i end up feeling really good about what i learned in physics&#8230; which was all about friction.<\/p>\n<p>The good news is i&#8217;m going to talk to her about my grades and ask her how to handle the proposed mis-dates.  I still have a great desire to go see the daily show on those days.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ok the story from the top, I walk into class 1.5 minutes late for french. I&#8217;m worried because this woman has a tendency to call things out in attention but apparently she hadn&#8217;t even called roll so my tardiness slipped by without acknowledgement. I wasn&#8217;t worried at all because not only had i done what [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-129","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-entries"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=129"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=129"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=129"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=129"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}