I hate everybody.
Jan. 26th, 2006 11:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starzkiI am sick. It sucks. But since my work right now is neither
intellectually nor physically taxing (I just prop myself up in front of
the computer and type), I've still been coming in to work. I
almost wish I felt worse so I would feel guiltier about spreading my
germs around.
Anyway, my department is doing a search for a new head. I've been getting email after email after email about presentations and meetings I need to go to if I want to have even the tiniest bit of input on who gets hired. (Myself, I have no pull, but I can gang up with my fellow grad students and they at least have to pretend to listen to us.) Scheduling has been a mess and they finally got a last draft of an itinerary out to us on Tuesday saying that the time for students to meet with the candidate was early today. So I drag my sick ass out of bed and onto the bus and get here and it turns out that there was a typo in the email and the talk is early tomorrow. Yes, I know these things happen, but I made extra sure on Tuesday to track down the professor in charge to make sure it was today. She said definitely. She meant the time and was apparently ignoring me when I tried to stress the Thursday part of my question.
So, instead I've spent the morning listening to another student bitch about the way she's treated in this department. Not that I mind. I figure that she's at where I'm going to be in a year (only I'll have, ahem, data) and I should know what's in store for me. But I'm still not feeling well and having a gripe session has just made me feel worse.
So I hate everyone today.
I also shouldn't try to think after taking a DayQuil. It's making me woozy.
Anyway, my department is doing a search for a new head. I've been getting email after email after email about presentations and meetings I need to go to if I want to have even the tiniest bit of input on who gets hired. (Myself, I have no pull, but I can gang up with my fellow grad students and they at least have to pretend to listen to us.) Scheduling has been a mess and they finally got a last draft of an itinerary out to us on Tuesday saying that the time for students to meet with the candidate was early today. So I drag my sick ass out of bed and onto the bus and get here and it turns out that there was a typo in the email and the talk is early tomorrow. Yes, I know these things happen, but I made extra sure on Tuesday to track down the professor in charge to make sure it was today. She said definitely. She meant the time and was apparently ignoring me when I tried to stress the Thursday part of my question.
So, instead I've spent the morning listening to another student bitch about the way she's treated in this department. Not that I mind. I figure that she's at where I'm going to be in a year (only I'll have, ahem, data) and I should know what's in store for me. But I'm still not feeling well and having a gripe session has just made me feel worse.
So I hate everyone today.
I also shouldn't try to think after taking a DayQuil. It's making me woozy.
