The Interpersonal Dynamics of Graduate Faculty
As a graduate student, a large portion of my time is spent dealing with Other People's Shit. I'll use this week as an example:
We have meetings on Wednesdays, sometimes faculty meetings, sometimes clinical meetings, sometimes grad student meetings. Usually, we're let out at a quarter to the hour so that we can make our appointments, etc. This week we had, in addition to our usual meetings, our annual meeting on policies. The meeting ran right up until the hour, and we ran out to class at the end. Yes, we could have run out early, but one of our classmates was speaking, and we were only going to be 5 mintues late for class. We hadn't anticipated this being a huge problem (we didn't identify it as a problem ahead of time b/c we usually are let out early.)
Well, the prof whose class we were 5 minutes late for experienced this as a Big Deal. He does not get along with the other faculty in general. He wrote an e-mail to the prof who held the meeting, calling her unprofessional and saying that we told him that she would not let us leave the meeting. She wrote back to him calling us unprofessional for "lying" about what happened. He forwarded the e-mail to all of us asking for comments.
This is likely to continue for the rest of the semester...
Also, at my practicum, things were just WEIRD yesterday. The unit director was supposed to show me how to use my e-mail. He started to boot up the computer and told me to wait there while he e-mailed me a training booklet. I waited 1o minutes...20 minutes...30 minutes...and then I went out to fill up my water bottle. I ran into him, and he just looked through me. I went back to the office and started doing homework! 40 minutes...50 minutes...an hour....an hour and a half!!!! Finally, my shift was over and I had to leave to catch a meeting at 4:15. I went back into his office with the list of passwords he had left out on the desk. He said "Oh, are you the new student?" and introduced himself....
In other news, a student from New Orleans joined my class today...
The associate dean stood outside my classroom for about 15 minutes today, just watching. It kind of freaked me out, but one of my classmates has suggested that perhaps he was intrigued by the "joyous sounds" coming from the room. We were being a tad rambunctious...it was Brain Part Jeopardy day, and they were cheering their teammates...but everyone was paying attention, in their seats, all that good stuff. So hopefully it's a good thing?
Class was fun last night, as always. I really enjoy his class. It's a great class for late night manic states as well...we catch each other's slips and by 9pm on Thursday it's craziness. (The professor describes this class as "Putting the cum in practicum.") "God, Thursdays are so long and hard!" "Long and hard?"
Well, I think I hear a baby in the next room...must go usurp child!
We have meetings on Wednesdays, sometimes faculty meetings, sometimes clinical meetings, sometimes grad student meetings. Usually, we're let out at a quarter to the hour so that we can make our appointments, etc. This week we had, in addition to our usual meetings, our annual meeting on policies. The meeting ran right up until the hour, and we ran out to class at the end. Yes, we could have run out early, but one of our classmates was speaking, and we were only going to be 5 mintues late for class. We hadn't anticipated this being a huge problem (we didn't identify it as a problem ahead of time b/c we usually are let out early.)
Well, the prof whose class we were 5 minutes late for experienced this as a Big Deal. He does not get along with the other faculty in general. He wrote an e-mail to the prof who held the meeting, calling her unprofessional and saying that we told him that she would not let us leave the meeting. She wrote back to him calling us unprofessional for "lying" about what happened. He forwarded the e-mail to all of us asking for comments.
This is likely to continue for the rest of the semester...
Also, at my practicum, things were just WEIRD yesterday. The unit director was supposed to show me how to use my e-mail. He started to boot up the computer and told me to wait there while he e-mailed me a training booklet. I waited 1o minutes...20 minutes...30 minutes...and then I went out to fill up my water bottle. I ran into him, and he just looked through me. I went back to the office and started doing homework! 40 minutes...50 minutes...an hour....an hour and a half!!!! Finally, my shift was over and I had to leave to catch a meeting at 4:15. I went back into his office with the list of passwords he had left out on the desk. He said "Oh, are you the new student?" and introduced himself....
In other news, a student from New Orleans joined my class today...
The associate dean stood outside my classroom for about 15 minutes today, just watching. It kind of freaked me out, but one of my classmates has suggested that perhaps he was intrigued by the "joyous sounds" coming from the room. We were being a tad rambunctious...it was Brain Part Jeopardy day, and they were cheering their teammates...but everyone was paying attention, in their seats, all that good stuff. So hopefully it's a good thing?
Class was fun last night, as always. I really enjoy his class. It's a great class for late night manic states as well...we catch each other's slips and by 9pm on Thursday it's craziness. (The professor describes this class as "Putting the cum in practicum.") "God, Thursdays are so long and hard!" "Long and hard?"
Well, I think I hear a baby in the next room...must go usurp child!
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