I hate to say this, but I'm beginning to wonder if it's time to leave academia. The combination of the rising Millennial generation and their sense of entitlement is the main reason, but there is other stuff.

I'm just utterly tapped out right now. I have no more sympathy. I have no more patience. I nearly cried twice today, and nearly snapped at a student.

The sad thing is, I have absolutely no idea what I could do if I left this gig. I have completely the wrong personality for sales and retail, I don't have any wonderful skills like being able to do electrical work, as much as I like knitting and quilting and stuff I hold no illusions about my work being good enough to earn me a living...

I need to find a rich older man and entice him into marrying me. That's all there is to it. He doesn't even have to be THAT rich. Or I have to go back in time and get born into a family with a rich grandparent that dotes on me.