I'm comin outta the booooooooooth
Today, despite being lovely, is giving me crap.
My computer programming professor has decided that we get to have a quiz on Wednesday. This is super sweet because I have largely no fucking idea what we're doing. I just spent 38 minutes of his office hours having him explain things to me that I should have already figured out by now. The funny thing is that it's clear that he has no fucking idea what we're doing either. Hmm. Side note: While I was in there, this dude pops his head in the door, right in the middle of working out a very important problem that I'm about to understand, and says "Hey can I join you guys? I missed the last 2 weeks of class, and I need to talk about arrays, matrices, and records." How my professor did not rip this guy a new one, I don't know. But seriously, balls.
More importantly, I have a group presentation that I'm supposed to give on Wednesday, and per my instructor, we have to email him our presentation file two days before we present (today). We, being myself and the three others in my group, have known about this presentation for the last two months. I, thinking I was being slackerish, didn't finish my part of it until two weeks ago. I was all worried my group members were going to throw rocks at me, but as it turns out, I didn't hear from any of them. So finally I emailed everybody and asked if we were going to meet to put our stuff together. I didn't hear from anyone for 3 days. Then came the worrying that my group members had dropped the class. Finally, I heard from them, and we arranged to meet last wednesday. Only two of them showed up. The other guy called at the last minute and said he had to work. Okay, fine, whatever. But email me your slides so we can finish this thing. Nope. No slides. I've spent the better part of my week emailing him and trying to get him to email me what he has (which I assume is still nothing). I emailed him the powerpoint that we have so far, so that he can know what to research and not duplicate any information we already have. That was Wednesday. He emails me LAST NIGHT and says, "oh, sorry I took so long to respond. btw your powerpoint didn't work." WHAT THE FUCK, dude?? I assume this means he STILL has done nothing because he doesn't know what we already have. We also have no idea what he's presenting on, and we have to turn it in today. The fate of our grade (which is a huge chunk of my final grade, and I have to get an A or B to continue with my major) rests in this guys hands right now. I am a bit uncomfortable with that. We are meeting today after class (supposedly) to put everything together, so I'm hoping God still loves me and will have divinely intervened to get this guy's work done.
My computer programming professor has decided that we get to have a quiz on Wednesday. This is super sweet because I have largely no fucking idea what we're doing. I just spent 38 minutes of his office hours having him explain things to me that I should have already figured out by now. The funny thing is that it's clear that he has no fucking idea what we're doing either. Hmm. Side note: While I was in there, this dude pops his head in the door, right in the middle of working out a very important problem that I'm about to understand, and says "Hey can I join you guys? I missed the last 2 weeks of class, and I need to talk about arrays, matrices, and records." How my professor did not rip this guy a new one, I don't know. But seriously, balls.
More importantly, I have a group presentation that I'm supposed to give on Wednesday, and per my instructor, we have to email him our presentation file two days before we present (today). We, being myself and the three others in my group, have known about this presentation for the last two months. I, thinking I was being slackerish, didn't finish my part of it until two weeks ago. I was all worried my group members were going to throw rocks at me, but as it turns out, I didn't hear from any of them. So finally I emailed everybody and asked if we were going to meet to put our stuff together. I didn't hear from anyone for 3 days. Then came the worrying that my group members had dropped the class. Finally, I heard from them, and we arranged to meet last wednesday. Only two of them showed up. The other guy called at the last minute and said he had to work. Okay, fine, whatever. But email me your slides so we can finish this thing. Nope. No slides. I've spent the better part of my week emailing him and trying to get him to email me what he has (which I assume is still nothing). I emailed him the powerpoint that we have so far, so that he can know what to research and not duplicate any information we already have. That was Wednesday. He emails me LAST NIGHT and says, "oh, sorry I took so long to respond. btw your powerpoint didn't work." WHAT THE FUCK, dude?? I assume this means he STILL has done nothing because he doesn't know what we already have. We also have no idea what he's presenting on, and we have to turn it in today. The fate of our grade (which is a huge chunk of my final grade, and I have to get an A or B to continue with my major) rests in this guys hands right now. I am a bit uncomfortable with that. We are meeting today after class (supposedly) to put everything together, so I'm hoping God still loves me and will have divinely intervened to get this guy's work done.