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Guilt has reared its ugly head and left me incapacitated, again.
Ok, so for work, we have these seminars once a month, that all the RAs (research assistants)with the Institute have to go to. I went to them last semester, and the first one this semester. The ones last semester were good, but the first one of this year sucked ass. All the seminars are on Friday, a day which I am not scheduled to work (it is reserved as Colleen's Homework Day). However, I went to that seminar, then last week I went to the quarterly meeting (8-3 event) on Friday. The "Friday off" thing has yet to really materialize.
So I was really bitter when I realized that the next seminar was not only on a Friday, but on the Friday that was Fall Break. I emailed the lady who runs them, asking if she realized that. She did, and said, "Will you be out of town?"
I'm a horrible liar. Really really horrible. So I avoided answering her, until last night, when I decided I really did not want to go. I emailed her and told her I was going out of town, and wouldn't be able to make the seminar.
Then this morning, I wake up (I'm sick, by the way... it felt like someone has poured maple syrup into my lungs, ew.), and see there's an email to all the RAs from the executive director (an incredibly nice, dedicated guy), sternly reminding us that these are REQUIRED seminars, and if you didn't go, you'd have to talk it over with your supervisor, which I did not. I didn't know what to do. THe guilt set in, fast and furious.
*sigh* So I emailed the lady in charge, told her I cancelled my travel plans due to sickness, but that I'd come to the seminar today. I spent two hours learning about inclusion, which was ok, but really ticked me off. I was sick, I felt incredibly guilty, and the damned presentation wasn't even in our building, it was teleconferenced from downtown. If I'd known that, I'd have gone to THAT building, and not have had to hike my ass across campus in the 50 degree rainy weather. And the lady in charge wasn't even there. Whatever. Blah.
And I'm afraid they're going to make me come in NEXT Friday, too, because there's a big conference they're going to. Although I think they'll already be there on Friday, so hopefully there won't be anything for me to do. I've been really lax on the homework as of late, due to the maple-syrup lungs, and I have WORK to do.
Ahh, yes. As the semester is in full swing, once again my posts are full of nothing but whining about school. However, I did have a nice realization today: After this semester, I have only ONE more semester of classes (and two practicums, but those are no big deal as far as academic work goes.)
I should go to bed. I have a wedding to go to tomorrow (this one I was invited to, so I will not be crashing.)
Ok, so for work, we have these seminars once a month, that all the RAs (research assistants)with the Institute have to go to. I went to them last semester, and the first one this semester. The ones last semester were good, but the first one of this year sucked ass. All the seminars are on Friday, a day which I am not scheduled to work (it is reserved as Colleen's Homework Day). However, I went to that seminar, then last week I went to the quarterly meeting (8-3 event) on Friday. The "Friday off" thing has yet to really materialize.
So I was really bitter when I realized that the next seminar was not only on a Friday, but on the Friday that was Fall Break. I emailed the lady who runs them, asking if she realized that. She did, and said, "Will you be out of town?"
I'm a horrible liar. Really really horrible. So I avoided answering her, until last night, when I decided I really did not want to go. I emailed her and told her I was going out of town, and wouldn't be able to make the seminar.
Then this morning, I wake up (I'm sick, by the way... it felt like someone has poured maple syrup into my lungs, ew.), and see there's an email to all the RAs from the executive director (an incredibly nice, dedicated guy), sternly reminding us that these are REQUIRED seminars, and if you didn't go, you'd have to talk it over with your supervisor, which I did not. I didn't know what to do. THe guilt set in, fast and furious.
*sigh* So I emailed the lady in charge, told her I cancelled my travel plans due to sickness, but that I'd come to the seminar today. I spent two hours learning about inclusion, which was ok, but really ticked me off. I was sick, I felt incredibly guilty, and the damned presentation wasn't even in our building, it was teleconferenced from downtown. If I'd known that, I'd have gone to THAT building, and not have had to hike my ass across campus in the 50 degree rainy weather. And the lady in charge wasn't even there. Whatever. Blah.
And I'm afraid they're going to make me come in NEXT Friday, too, because there's a big conference they're going to. Although I think they'll already be there on Friday, so hopefully there won't be anything for me to do. I've been really lax on the homework as of late, due to the maple-syrup lungs, and I have WORK to do.
Ahh, yes. As the semester is in full swing, once again my posts are full of nothing but whining about school. However, I did have a nice realization today: After this semester, I have only ONE more semester of classes (and two practicums, but those are no big deal as far as academic work goes.)
I should go to bed. I have a wedding to go to tomorrow (this one I was invited to, so I will not be crashing.)