Thoughts from Joe Labriola’s 2017 AP grading journey!
Join me on my narrative musings of my travels to, during, and from my second AP grading journey in Tampa, FL!
I suppose the trip really started the day before, on the highway, my 2007 Suzuki Reno sputtering and squelching down to a laborsome roll. The vainful revving cried all the signs of transmission trauma, and so rather than risk trying to press on, I pulled over and did the only reasonable thing that an at best moderately mechanically-minded college writing professor who had to be 1,300 miles away in Tampa in less than 24 hours could do: I called upon our Lord and Highway Savior, Triple-A.
One could find oneself questioning one’s sanity, packed in ‘old Joe’s’ tow truck along with his tools and drive-thru soda cups.
“I don’t care. But they track me anyways,” old Joe said, about as New Yawk as they come. He was an odd…
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