Student: In this story, there’s a poet who gets mad when someone doesn’t like his poems.
Professor: Yeah… no poet has ever done that.

AITA for wanting my roommates to recycle? By u/trashtalker This last summer I (20M) was living in Chicago with some randomly assigned roommates. They turned out to be chill. One was a foster kid, one was a wealthy Manhattanite, and another had a blonde mustache. The only issue I had was that they did not…
Student: In this story, there’s a poet who gets mad when someone doesn’t like his poems.
Professor: Yeah… no poet has ever done that.