That awkward moment when you’re editing your resume and then your supervisor comes in to observe the class you’re working in.
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That awkward moment when you’re editing your resume and then your supervisor comes in to observe the class you’re working in.
Getting ready for work on a rainy Monday like...
But to Sleep and Feed
“I just called to let you know I failed my test So I’m giving up. I probably won’t finish my papers. I think you’re an amazing teacher. But this has all been a waste of time.”
You needed to call me To say I’m amazing at what I do– And what I do is waste time.
There was nothing In eight weeks of instruction– Brainstorming. Writing. Revising. Interrupting my explanations.
In all that You found nothing worth your time.
I hope it was worth more than mine.
I’m thinking about making a drastic work decision…which you know, in education is always fun.
The Supremely Confident Student (aka: The Untouchable Genius)
Over time, I’ve noticed that students fall into sub-categories. Some are curious explorers. Some are cautious improvers. And then there’s this one: supremely self-confident, positively oozing arrogance, and brimming with self-importance. You can smell it on the application form.
They’ve never done distance learning before—but how hard can it be? After all, they once taught themselves macramé from a YouTube short and now they’re basically a craft deity. No experience with the subject matter? No worries! Their natural brilliance will obviously carry them. They didn’t ask for advice about what level to enrol on, because they don’t need advice. Advice is for peasants.
But then…reality bites.
The feedback is in. It’s not a glowing ode to their greatness. It says things like: “Resubmit required,” and “Please refer to the brief.” Cue existential meltdown. Except—hold the self-reflection. Because if their work is bad, it can’t be their fault. No, no. Clearly the course is flawed. The tutor? Incompetent. The materials? Impossible. The very fabric of reality is conspiring against their genius.
Psychologists call this the Dunning-Kruger effect—a cognitive bias where people with low ability at a task overestimate their own skill. Or as I like to call it: “The moment someone who’s never parallel parked before declares they’re ready for Formula 1.”
This student type is exhausting. They don’t want feedback, they want applause. They won’t adjust their submission—they expect you to adjust your judgment. And if you don’t? Well clearly, you are the problem.
Teaching them is a bit like trying to iron a shirt while it’s still being worn by a cat: stressful, painful, and mostly futile.
But hey, at least they’re confident.
I use my Spotify account at work… so this was my Spotify Wrapped…. Guess what I do for work? lol
What I asked my students for and was expecting:
What these beautiful humans actually gave me?!?
Like...holy cow?!?! They're so talented!!