I continued tapping my feet on the ground while staring at my college professor.
There was nothing more intimidating than meeting a teacher during office hours since most professors thought too highly of themselves because they were a lot less enlightened than they realized.
“I’m sorry.” Ms. Cork reached for her mug, taking a large sip. “But I’m not going to change your grade. It’ll remain a B-.”
I furrowed an eyebrow. “Are you kidding me?”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not going to change my mind.”
Tears came to my eyes. “But I did the extra credit revisions. Doesn’t that mean anything?”