The Dean is holding court on the National Environmental Policy Act of 1969, so I thought I'd zone out momentarily.
So I screwed up royally yesterday -- got the boyfriend tickets to the Producers weeks ago, forgot about it when I scheduled for my clerking shift for moot court, and got an anxious phone call from concerned roomie (thanks, roomie) half an hour before the show informing me that the moot court Powers that Be were going to have my hide.
I'm normally a sensitive soul. I get very hurt when people yell at me, and am pathologically conflict-averse. Being on call in class makes me anxious for hours before and afterwards. Yet being bad with time has become such a "me" trait that the consequences don't even bother me any more -- I'm always several minutes late for class, screw up with scheduling all the time, and never seem to have time to do everything I mean to do in the mornings. It's not that I'm deficient or schizoid -- I know that it's a pain to tell lawyers that they're clerk-less for 2 rounds or that everybody hates "that person" who sits in the middle of a row and never gets there on time. I'm just so used to BEING "that person" that it's something of a rut.
So, people...get mad at me more when I screw up. I'll do my best to change on this end too, and hopefully before I get sued for malpractice.
That said...totally worth it. "Springtime for Hitler" is darned catchy. They have a Queer Eye being very, very gay. And any show that features a woman dressed up in Bavarian smokies deserves 12 Tonys.
So I screwed up royally yesterday -- got the boyfriend tickets to the Producers weeks ago, forgot about it when I scheduled for my clerking shift for moot court, and got an anxious phone call from concerned roomie (thanks, roomie) half an hour before the show informing me that the moot court Powers that Be were going to have my hide.
I'm normally a sensitive soul. I get very hurt when people yell at me, and am pathologically conflict-averse. Being on call in class makes me anxious for hours before and afterwards. Yet being bad with time has become such a "me" trait that the consequences don't even bother me any more -- I'm always several minutes late for class, screw up with scheduling all the time, and never seem to have time to do everything I mean to do in the mornings. It's not that I'm deficient or schizoid -- I know that it's a pain to tell lawyers that they're clerk-less for 2 rounds or that everybody hates "that person" who sits in the middle of a row and never gets there on time. I'm just so used to BEING "that person" that it's something of a rut.
So, people...get mad at me more when I screw up. I'll do my best to change on this end too, and hopefully before I get sued for malpractice.
That said...totally worth it. "Springtime for Hitler" is darned catchy. They have a Queer Eye being very, very gay. And any show that features a woman dressed up in Bavarian smokies deserves 12 Tonys.
