Do I feel like an old fart, or what?
Today I actually had to shush a couple of students who just would not stop talking in class. And it wasn’t one of those friendly, grandfatherly “now-now-children-pipe-down” shushes either – it was a full-blown, steam escaping from the train, air-brakes bleeding, angry dragon fire breathing, horse snorting on a foggy morning kind of shush.
To use the parlance, I gave it to them good. I flashed them the grampa glare.
What do you think? Was I grumpy? Was I rude? Or was I right?