Monday, August 3, 2009

Teachers are pitiful

15 minutes ago, a man approached me asking me what did the tuition centre behind me have to offer and I recommended physics and add maths assuming that he was a parent. The conversation went on and he revealed his true intentions. Apparently, he was a tuition teacher in disguise, an English one.

That dimwit thought I was a Poi Lam student and asked me whether I needed assistance in English. Hello? I was speaking to him in what? Tamil?

I told him I had absolutely no problems in English and he persisted and said "Are you sure? Let me test you."

Of course I'm flopping sure and I didn't mind him testing me, my parents were after all 45 minutes late and THIS IS WHY I LOVE DRIVING MYSELF.

He tested me on grammar of which I accurately answered all. That was when he realised he was in deep shit. He was pretty sure I was a cina apek and would score a zero. Then, he looked around and saw my badge.

Owh, you're from ACS!...Wai Keong. I see, I see. I know Puan Manjit. (Now I know why birds of the same feathers flock together)

So it was either him looking down on me or ACS which was a grave mistake.

So to cover his mistakes he decided to test my literature.

Do you know the poem 'If'? It's pō-ˌem not po-yem you know?

Of course I know 'If' and I know POEM you dimwit?

He asked me about meanings, phrases as well as connotations in the poem and I freaking got all correct, his balls were dropping by now I swear. LOL

He had to flee right now or risk peeing in his pants. So he said, "You've got fundamental grammar mastery, your literature is good but it's different for essay?"

Shit, not done yet?

So, *jots down his contact number and personal details* you see la, our local english papers are different from Cambridge levels so if you aspire to get an A1 for SPM and not leave it as an elusive dream, you come to me, I can help you. Give me your essays.

Ok, ok, sure, no problem. (FUCK OFF) (sorry it was unintentional, he looked down on me)

He left.

I looked at the piece of paper and realised he spelled his name wrongly and scratched it. Well he must have been shaken due to a tad of embarrassment and feeling awkward but who cares? I had my fun.

P.S Those who aspire to get an A1 for English in SPM, contact 016-5273051 (Mr. Suresh) he said price is VERY NEGOTIABLE.

Cheerio☻☺

1 comment:

Shoot me?