When I think of a tutor, I think of someone (or something, in this case) guiding you into the right direction firmly, but without totally destroying you. Maybe I’m a little generous with my definition, due to the fact that I was a tutor throughout college. Others may feel that a better definition is a heartless someone (or something) that pushes you to your breaking point, but has a gentle facade to soften the blow and tricks any onlooker into thinking that the end goal was achieved without trauma. Honestly, both are pretty accurate.
I bought The Tutor on a whim. It cost a dollar at one of my many discount stores and who could pass that up? I am a huge believer in weighing your cost benefit, and The Tutor has been well worth that lonely dollar. I have used it for everything from jamming anchors into the wall, to thumping on paint can lids, to pounding out dents in a metal filing cabinet.
My only regret? Not having more students to
put a hurtin’ on tutor.