A Montsinger
When your teacher decides your brain is made of bricks and starts the zoom meeting before your breakfast is even finished, just to prove you can’t survive without her yelling at you.
My teacher logged on at 7 a. m. I was still in my pajamas and my dog was eating my homework.
She started the meeting before my cereal was even gone. I had to answer questions about math while I was still chewing.
I was still getting dressed when she showed up. I had to wear my sock on my hand for the whole class.