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hector_rashbaumManagement Class, Week Two
SCENE: Professor splits class into groups of four. Group D is Hector, Flaky, Martyr, and Dude. Professor assigns each group a chapter (D gets 13) and gives us a list of possible presentations for our chapter. Presentations are due Week 8.
Dude: I've gotta do part of option one for another class, so I'll just do that and we'll go from there
Hector/Flaky/Martyr: 'Kay
Management Class, Week Six
SCENE: Dude has done nothing. Group hasn't met once outside of class, we're supposed to be meeting at least once a week.
Martyr: You know what? My aunt's a human resources director, so I'll just call her and do the interview.
Hector: Sounds good. How about you do that, Flaky does the Powerpoint, I'll write up the presentation and Dude can do the paper?
Flaky/Dude/Martyr: 'Kay
Management Class, Week Eight: Day One
SCENE: Group D is supposed to present Day Two. Martyr hasn't done anything.
Martyr: I'll just go ahead and do the PowerPoint tonight.
Hector: Uh, okay. E-mail it to me and I'll write us up a presentation script.
Martyr: Okay, but I'll do a presentation script just in case.
(because I've proven to be the untrustworthy one)
Hector: Right, whatever. E-mail the PowerPoint to me by tomorrow.
Tomorrow
SCENE: Martyr has e-mailed nothing to anyone. Hector receives concerned e-mails from both Flaky and Dude.
Hector's Usual Nap Time, Before Management Class, Week Eight: Day Two
SCENE: No one's heard from Martyr. Hector chugs coffee and scrambles to pull together a presentation that looks like six weeks worth of work in a few hours. So far, so good. If Hector shows up to class to find that Martyr did her part and just didn't tell anyone, she will cram something large and un-swallow-able down her throat.
SCENE: Professor splits class into groups of four. Group D is Hector, Flaky, Martyr, and Dude. Professor assigns each group a chapter (D gets 13) and gives us a list of possible presentations for our chapter. Presentations are due Week 8.
Dude: I've gotta do part of option one for another class, so I'll just do that and we'll go from there
Hector/Flaky/Martyr: 'Kay
Management Class, Week Six
SCENE: Dude has done nothing. Group hasn't met once outside of class, we're supposed to be meeting at least once a week.
Martyr: You know what? My aunt's a human resources director, so I'll just call her and do the interview.
Hector: Sounds good. How about you do that, Flaky does the Powerpoint, I'll write up the presentation and Dude can do the paper?
Flaky/Dude/Martyr: 'Kay
Management Class, Week Eight: Day One
SCENE: Group D is supposed to present Day Two. Martyr hasn't done anything.
Martyr: I'll just go ahead and do the PowerPoint tonight.
Hector: Uh, okay. E-mail it to me and I'll write us up a presentation script.
Martyr: Okay, but I'll do a presentation script just in case.
(because I've proven to be the untrustworthy one)
Hector: Right, whatever. E-mail the PowerPoint to me by tomorrow.
Tomorrow
SCENE: Martyr has e-mailed nothing to anyone. Hector receives concerned e-mails from both Flaky and Dude.
Hector's Usual Nap Time, Before Management Class, Week Eight: Day Two
SCENE: No one's heard from Martyr. Hector chugs coffee and scrambles to pull together a presentation that looks like six weeks worth of work in a few hours. So far, so good. If Hector shows up to class to find that Martyr did her part and just didn't tell anyone, she will cram something large and un-swallow-able down her throat.
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Date: 2006-10-25 05:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-25 06:12 pm (UTC)I loathe group projects to this date.
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Date: 2006-10-25 09:35 pm (UTC)Cram a desk down her throat, I bet that'd hurt.
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Date: 2006-10-26 01:36 am (UTC)*pets and hugs*
That sucks, sweetheart.
That sucks worse than a new whore.
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Date: 2006-10-26 02:30 am (UTC)