/lit/ - Literature

I can not adequately express how utterly upset and distraught I am about my damn English class. To start with, the professor is out of her living mind. She talks like a perpetual fucking fortune cookie. While I'm not above making fun of bad English and laughing at it, at least I know when the fuck its appropriate and when it's time to be serious about it.

Take this sign... I found it with a Google search. This is funny and it's actually from a vending machine in Kyoto. No idea what the fuck it's supposed to be saying, but the point is that it's funny. I'm not laughing a this point at them, I'm laughing with them. I mean, English is the hardest language to learn, so there's bound to be some mistakes, right? Take the example given by the author of the aforementioned image search result: "Not to perambulate the corridors in the hours of repose in the boots of ascension"

That shit is funny. Not in a mean spirited way, but in a 'yeah, we've all been there before' kind of way in that not one of us here can spell or produce Pulitzer quality works of change the universe literature kind of way.

That said, a college level writing class should be one of those times when the fucking rules about English grammar and spelling should be in full force.

This is the first impression I got from the instructor- and I use the term VERY loosely:

My name is Professor Catherine Cousar; the instructor for your class on Thursdays. I have been teaching English and writing at various colleges and universities-for a number of years. I have been teaching for *** for almost two years, and appreciate the persistence and hard work of IT majors. This class is a continuation of your success in your writing, as you continue to sharpen your communication skills.
You will find the assignments even more interesting, as you will be able to showcase your skills and knowledge.

What the fuck? Like seriously- what the fuck?!