I hate comment-writing.
Every six weeks to three months, I have to write around 50 expository essays on what each of my students has done in the last trimester. I hated writing them at my old school, and I hate writing them now. You’d think after so many years, I’d be better at writing them, but the truth is, I still suck at them.
It’s not true, of course, that I’d rather pluck out my eyes with a spoon than continue working on these. But I like to pretend that it is.