I don't know. I think it's funny! I think it's funny! I go, what? It's so absurd. I'm alone.
In teaching you cannot see the fruit of a day's work. It is invisible and remains so, maybe for twenty years.
It's the boredom that kills you. You read until you're tired of that. You do crossword puzzles until you're tired of that. This is torture. This is mental torture.