I'm never had one--you know where you show up to class, or other important locale, and realize you've forgotten to get dressed (or some other permutation that leaves you naked for everyone to see). However, after today, I'm pretty sure real life has made up for that lack of nighttime duress.
Today was the last day of discussion section. I spent a considerable amount of time getting ready for it too, and especially went over the sample questions the students had been given so I could give them the correct answers and explain why they were right, etc. Somehow, though, only three of the pages printed, and little did I know that I ended up missing about 30 of the sample questions. Awesome. So there I was, in front of the room, everyone wanting me to go through the rest of the questions that I'd never looked at before. Now, let me point out that this class covers a LOT of information, and a good deal of it is on topics that bore me to death. So I got to spend a half hour "taking" the test in front of the students, so they would have the answers. The questions were hard enough already, but in front of everyone? Impossible. I'm fairly sure that has to of been my absolute worst class I've ever taught. Totally sounded like an idiot (honestly--who cares what size brain Australiopithecus kabbada had? I don't. I know I should, being the TA and all, but yeah, I don't care. Never will. Sorry.). Oh well. My only consolation is that the class had already completed their evaluations of me for the quarter, so none of this will go on them. GAH.
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