So, elaboration.
The dude who sits next to me for two classes back to back is a GOD at design. He's the guy who is always done with a project the class after it's assigned, while the rest of us struggle like crazy to get it done before the deadline while retaining some form of dignity. I've always done reasonably well, but he FRUSTRATES ME. Not so much because he's good at what he does, oh no. But because he CONSTANTLY TALKS ABOUT HOW GREAT HE IS.
Now, you know me. It's okay to blow your own horn sometimes. But constantly? I know I'm the last person to talk about egos, but this is just ridiculous.
Thus, I have resolved that this semester, I would knuckle down and show off exactly what I can do. I intend to make him rethink his decision that he is the best designer in class, or at least that he should vocalize the notion. I will bring that ego of his down a notch. And damned if he won't view it as competition. Hell, that'll make victory that much sweeter.
I've already rocketed into the first project with gusto. Catch me if you can, sucker!
Now, you know me. It's okay to blow your own horn sometimes. But constantly? I know I'm the last person to talk about egos, but this is just ridiculous.
Thus, I have resolved that this semester, I would knuckle down and show off exactly what I can do. I intend to make him rethink his decision that he is the best designer in class, or at least that he should vocalize the notion. I will bring that ego of his down a notch. And damned if he won't view it as competition. Hell, that'll make victory that much sweeter.
I've already rocketed into the first project with gusto. Catch me if you can, sucker!