My Mom called yesterday, just after noon, on my cell. I was between classes, so I answered, and asked if she was okay. She said something about it being lunch time, so she'd called. And I told her that I was working, which is pretty much what I do during lunch time. (I have an hour between two back to back classes, and another class, so I refresh my brain for what we'll be talking about in that third class. I do need to refresh my brain.)
And then she went on to chat, but not as long as she usually does.
She does this sort of thing occasionally, calling while I'm at work, and then seeming surprised that I don't have time to chat.
I doubt she calls my brother while he's at work and expects him to chat.
The thing is, she thinks my brother works, and works hard. And she thinks I basically lie around and read for fun. Or something.
Whenever she tells me how hard my brother works, I think of that meme picture showing some women in Africa hauling big jugs of water up a hill with the caption something about if people were actually paid based on how hard they work, the women of Africa would be millionaires.
If my Mom will never believe that the one professor she knows actually works for real, then it's no wonder that our governor and legislators think we lie all day around having grad students feed us grapes.
I'm a little cranky today. Some folks I know have no classes tomorrow because their school(s) have no classes. The local K-12 schools have no classes ALL WEEK!
We have classes here until 5pm on Wednesday. And so, I have plans for my three classes.
And then I hear about this or that colleague who's cancelled their classes. I'm so tired. I wish we could all just cancel classes. Or I wish that I felt like I could just cancel my classes. But instead, I resent the people that do cancel their classes and take off.