Week 26

This is going to be a rant blog. I am apologizing ahead time... sorry. So my wonderful "wish I had a smart comeback" story starts in welding class. I was having an awful day and none of my welds were turning out. I walked up to my teacher and asked him what I was doing wrong. Well, we all have those days where your mouth is saying one thing and your mind is thinking about another. I said, "Nothings not turning out right" to him, because I couldn't think of the right word to say. I know I was grammatically incorrect and I sounded like an idiot, but the funny thing is... he had to point out what I said and make fun of me. He said, "Is that how all you Washburn kids talk?". To remind you, this is my teacher from Metamora. A million freaking things were running through  my mind, but a comeback wasn't one of them. A fist flying through the air was actually one of those thoughts, but that would be flat out stupid, but still tempting. After he said that, I just stood there in shock because I couldn't believe he said that. I would understand it if he was meaning it in a joking matter, but it was coming from a teacher. He was making fun of my education. I'm not the person to really cry, but that smart remark hit me in the feels... like anvil falling from the sky... really fast.