How Not to Call in Sick
Remember the Princeton kid who asked his professor out on a date via an e-mail to the entire ECO100 list? Apparently no lessons on the danger of "reply all" were learned, because this week everyone in Princeton's CHE341 received the following e-mail:
Hello. I am e-mailing regarding the fact that I am unable to turn in the homework on time today, due to the fact that I had been plagued with illness since Sunday. I do not know exactly the cause, but the symptoms were extreme diarrhea and headache. If I attach a note from McCosh, will it be possible for me to turn in the homework by class this Friday? I am so sorry for this problem.
Yours,
[redacted]
Apparently the ability to take upper-level Chemical Engineering courses on fluid dynamics is in no way related to the ability to send discreet e-mails.
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October 17th, 2007 at 5:16 pm
diarrhea . . . fluid dynamics
was that too easy of a connection for ivygate to make?
October 17th, 2007 at 6:28 pm
Why do you redact students’ names but not professors?
October 17th, 2007 at 7:04 pm
This is uninteresting.
October 17th, 2007 at 8:04 pm
@columbiatch- you are pathetic and wrong.
October 17th, 2007 at 8:17 pm
I’ve been reading Ivygate since its inception and I got to say I echo the complaints proliferating on the message boards…quality is diminishing amost as fast as quantity.
More than that, though, is I think you’re being unfair to this kid. You’ve hilariously ripped him up before, but this is not very amusing to read and is kind of mean to put up for public discussion. We’re not deling with an Ivy dbag or a herbacious werido loner here, but a foreigner at a tough school who is clearly struggling to communicate. Grow up and pick on somebody worth picking on…
October 17th, 2007 at 8:25 pm
I’d be willing to put money on the fact that all these “complaints” are coming from the same lifeless person posting under different names. Grow up, if you don’t like it, leave.
October 17th, 2007 at 9:24 pm
Foreigner or not, there’s not reason not to realize that to: che341_f2007@Princeton.EDU is not the same as to: jspaeth@Princeton.EDU.
October 17th, 2007 at 9:37 pm
@BMar – do you still have that email that Shneel sent to some prof right before 05 graduation, ripping her a new one? The whole class was copied on it, etc.
October 17th, 2007 at 9:39 pm
@BMar: i don’t think this is the same kid. why would a freshman in ECO100 be taking a 300-level chem class?
October 17th, 2007 at 10:01 pm
It’s not the same kid, this one is ‘09.
October 17th, 2007 at 10:18 pm
I misread the blog post. My bad, rip away. Still, my point on getting bored of the site stands.
No, that Shneel email is lost to the sands of time. Tragic. It was pretty good, I remember…now that would have been a great email to post here…
October 18th, 2007 at 5:15 am
Sounds like someone has dysentary…
October 18th, 2007 at 7:55 am
Must have eaten some bad berries.
Better than getting a snake bite though.
October 18th, 2007 at 8:47 am
Here you go, D’mouth peeps:
Pardon me for getting into this discussion late, but I just got back from San
Francisco. Weather was lovely, in case you were wondering.
Professor Diamond, you are a complete and utter joke. Seriously. Your class was
far and away the biggest waste of time I’ve ever experienced at Dartmouth.
Thanks for telling me that the capital of Indonesia was Jakarta. I must have
been blacked out in 3rd grade when we went over that lesson in geometry, right
after milk time.
Your lack of professionalism was astounding. No one person in the class got a
single grade back the entire term, and then you decided to give out the most
arbitrary marks on assignments I’ve ever seen. How, for example, did I get a 90
percent on the two map assignments? I know for a fact that mine was the exact
same as people who got 100 percents. And how do girls get away with coming in
for 4 minutes at the end of the term, taking a one-on-one Gamelan session, and
get A’s, when people who spent time to write 10 page papers (pardon the
self-call, but I know how to write a fucking paper, and I know mine was good,
and displayed a level of scholarship you, sitting around banging drums, are not
capable of) get B’s?
Either you are a sexist, or an idiot. Likely, equal parts.
It is a shame that real, legitamate professors do not get tenure at this school,
and entire departments (such as Speech and sections of the Biology department)
get cut, when you continue to run your bootleg operation.
In all honesty, I don’t even care about the grade. It’s one in 36 at this
school, and doesn’t make a difference. But after sitting through your “class”
(oh yeah I forgot, very convienent how people with trucks who helped you move
the instrument equipment got As, even though they did the same caliber work as
everyone else), it needed to be said.
Good luck in your future endeavors. I hope to god they are not at Dartmouth.
Best,
Neel Shah
October 18th, 2007 at 9:37 am
Ha. I remember that one making the rounds. Every term this professor and his “class” would put on a recital at the Hop and I HATED having to work the show. It was a lot of just “sitting around banging drums” and would go on and on for hours – it was enough to make your mild mannered Hop ushers want to go postal.
October 18th, 2007 at 11:21 am
damnnnn. what class was this for?
October 18th, 2007 at 11:22 am
damnnnn. what class was this for?
October 18th, 2007 at 11:30 am
Geometry -> Geography?
I hope just a typo in some rewrite.
October 18th, 2007 at 11:51 am
I’m guessing Gonging for Credit.
October 18th, 2007 at 1:54 pm
Yeah, it was Indonesian Gamelan – listed under Music and AMES.
October 18th, 2007 at 11:43 pm
When you’re climbing up a ladder and you hear something splatter…
If the email is real, it made my day. The same kid?! Didn’t anyone say anything to him?
October 19th, 2007 at 1:29 pm
what about the fact that he could email. doean’t that demonstrate the fact that he could email his homework. the fact that an excuse works is based on the degree of its grossness, regardless of the fact that grossness is not a word.