1. I realized this weekend that my teacher's name is Chance, not Chase. I've been calling him Chase all quarter.
2. I also realized this weekend that I'd let an assignment that had been due on Friday slip by. It's a stupid little assignment that would have taken me twenty minutes to do, but it's worth 5% of my grade in the class. I don't care much about grades, but I'm annoyed at my irresponsibility. And believe me, I am not going to be the student who expects the professor to make an exception for me because I'm stupid when he makes it clear in the syllabus that he does not accept late assignments.
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1. It's his own fault for not being forward and correcting you. I mean, if you don't tell people you're not Ruprect, who else will?
2. I hate that. I do that _all_the_time.
I've had the same problem for the past few months with a boy in my primary class: same real name, same mistaken name.
I finally got it figured out (thanks to the other kids who kept correcting me), but now the boy attends Deacons' Quorum and isn't around much. He seemed really happy to go. But I'm hoping it was because he was sick of Primary. And not because I kept using the wrong name.
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