An email transaction between me and a professor. I wrote the first one at 2:00 A.M. The professor is a 28 year old PhD student. Note how her signing address changes when she realizes that she might be being undermined.
Tonya,
> >
> > I just got to page 100 of The French Lieutenant's Woman; I think
> that I
> > have gone through enough of it to give it a fair review. I
> disagree with
> > the Cosmopolitan's "Impossible to put down" comment. I can put
> this book
> > down right now:
> >
> > For all of Fowles' talk about the charm of his characters, none
> of his
> > characters are sympathetic. None of his longwinded scenery
> descriptions are
> > all that interesting or relevant. He talks of sciences that are
> not really
> > sciences. His excessive use of dashes is an insult to writers
> who use them
> > appropriately. Every time I think this hack of an author cannot
> get more
> > pompous, he throws in another French phrase or a badly guised
> clich
Two things:
1) I really like how she said "masterly" instead of "masterfully."
2) She kicked your ass and made you look like a douchebag. While she definitely had to run spellcheck and consult a thesaurus for her second e-mail, it was well put together and didn't leave you with an avenue to really say anything back. I'd say that exchange is over. So what's your record now? 3894 W - ! L? Can't win 'em all, I guess! ^_^
The second ending is a perfect spin of the first. It says the same thing, but in a cold manner.
Quote:The second ending is a perfect spin of the first. It says the same thing, but in a cold manner.
Exactly what I was thinking.
Quote:She kicked your ass and made you look like a douchebag. While she definitely had to run spellcheck and consult a thesaurus for her second e-mail, it was well put together and didn't leave you with an avenue to really say anything back. I'd say that exchange is over. So what's your record now? 3894 W - ! L? Can't win 'em all, I guess! ^_^
Actually, I did win this one, though not honestly. Here was my reply email:
Tonya,
That was an accident. I got your address from the midterm email, but I forgot to delete your Cc:. Sorry about that.
Ben
In class, I followed up by saying that because it was 2:00 A.M., I wasn't paying attention to what I was copying and pasting while composing my email, and she bought it. Then I asked her if she would prefer to be addressed as Ms. McArthur. I said, "Personally, when I tutor kids, and they call me 'Mister,' it makes me feel kind of old." She said it was alright, and I should call her Tonya.
Interesting note: She revealed in class that her year of birth was 1974, meaning that she's actually 32, meaning that she's several years behind for a PhD student. Little did she know that 2:00 A.M. is when I'm at my sharpest, and I emailed the whole class quite intentionally.
Now that was an excellant show of intellect. Also I found it very amusing.
She isn't having you read George Orwell or Charles Dickens and instead having you read Fowles? Well all I can say is that she has an extremely weird taste in literature.
Somehow, that really fits in to your character wise. And of course you don't like mister, you're around 20. Just like me.
And I'm kind of different at 2 am too. I don't know if that's good or bad though.
Well lied. I rather like "Mister" myself, however; it implies mutual respect.
That's why I use it all the time.
Wisemon Wrote:Actually, I did win this one, though not honestly. Here was my reply email:
Tonya,
That was an accident. I got your address from the midterm email, but I forgot to delete your Cc:. Sorry about that.
Ben
If I was a prof and a student got all smarmy with me like that, I would mark them down so badly they'd probably fail the course. Be careful. Don't let your sense of self-satisfaction run away with you, despite the generally entertaining results.
Quote:If I was a prof and a student got all smarmy with me like that, I would mark them down so badly they'd probably fail the course. Be careful. Don't let your sense of self-satisfaction run away with you, despite the generally entertaining results.
I took a gamble that I could outsmart this professor. Subconsciously, I might have been a little biased against her intelligence since her outfits flaunt her sexuality, and since she pointed the DVD remote at the TV and not the DVD player when she showed us the movie version of
Sense and Sensibility.