What a long week. Even though I thought last week was going to be the longest week of March, this one has turned out to be that way. I’ve been hyper-productive at work and the work is flying out the door.
When I got to work today my desk was askew and I can only theorize that our technical person was here looking at something on my computer because the monitor and speakers were all over the place. My printer, which sits under my desk, was also out of whack. It annoys me more than it should that she didn’t put things back the way she found them. When I was technical support, you’d be hard pressed to know I was ever there. Of course, back then, I had to walk uphill both ways in the snow too.
My class presentation on Wednesday, which was a follow-up to the simulation we ran last week, went well, but I was a bit disappointed the professor gushed so much in front of us all and told us all we received an A. Even the guy who nearly derailed us more than once. He started to flame out in a HUGE way on Wednesday night. I had to turn my head away from him so I wouldn’t jump up and smack him in the back of the head. Another team member actually pointed to the slide that spelled out word for word what he was supposed to do, but he kept up with some rambling nonsense and we never did the small group activity that was supposed to end our presentation. Luckily we had so much momentum going that the skid at the end wasn’t so noticeable–ha! who am I fooling the ending sucked. So I’m torn on my feelings about that group project. Yes, it came out well in spite of a nimrod (who got an A and I’m not even sure he read the book that was the basis of our presentation), but I’m also glad I never have to do that again.
My Thursday class, which entails a huge consulting project with a local company, was less hectic as my team worked on our project, but ended in me laughing in that crazy way. The crazy laugh started when we began mapping out all the work left to do on the consulting project and the requirements to fulfill before we end the semester. Not only do we have a shitload due before the end of the semester, but I also have to finalize my portfolio, write my final essay on the program experience and I have to think about the meeting I’m supposed to schedule with my advisor to discuss my growth in the program. I’m sure that portion will be a breeze–it’s all the other stuff that had me a little unhinged.