May Amy #24: More graduation
Dear Amy at 23,
We are in our last year at University and it is a rough one. Among our classes are some that we need for credits and don’t want to be at, and some that we need for credits and our professor is… interesting. For the ones we don’t really want to be at, Art History, the content isn’t the most interesting and our professor is snooze worthy. We have seen many a student fall asleep because people can’t listen without falling asleep.
Eventually we struggle to attend because of transportation and the early hours, but we still hand everything in on time. For one of our final papers the professor asks to talk to us and states that we plagiarized some of the citations because we are saying they said something when they didn’t. We cross-reference and double-check and point out all of the citations so that the professor can see where we are pulling these quotes from and she says that we are misunderstanding the text and therefore plagiarizing… it was weird. We even had another professor go over it and she said that she could see where both parties saw the different values in the references, but either way that wasn’t plagiarism.
The other class… well.. be prepared for due dates changing without a ton of notice. We’re talking less than 24 business hours. Regardless of what is best for everyone, we stick to our guns and hold to the original, agreed upon due date that is in the syllabus… and the professor flips out in class in front of everyone. Not just at us, but also the other two students who did the same. It’s almost like our mom yelling at us for saying “Oh My G–.” Unacceptable by any standards, let alone a university of this quality. Needless to say, almost all 12 students end up reporting the incident to various people and some even drop the class. We stick it out after talking to a few professors to let them in on the situation just in case it happens again.
It gets a little frustrating because the professor ends up changing key aspects of our final project multiple times which messes with our year-end deadline. Luckily enough we come up with something pretty solid and then the professor marks us down negatively for doing it. The whole thing is pretty stupid… but patience is key here… just breathe and then graduate! Another professor talks about self publishing with us, and another tells us that we need a good editor. Both good pieces of advice so take them – even criticism is good.
There is an awesome photo of us at grad that mom takes. It is a short-lived moment, but everyone seems to get along for once. Not that it really matters – if they don’t want to get along then so be it. Nothing we should worry about because we can’t change it. Same with the house and moving… again. The in-laws purchased a house across town and the landlord is looking for another family to move in rather than continuing to rent to Alex and us. So we find a place in… an interesting side of town… with a good friend and a new one who introduces us to a potential opportunity with a new company. And Jones comes with us!! We wouldn’t leave without him.
Things at Staples are getting a little dumb. We are tired of hard work being overlooked, for everyone not just us, and we are tired of the politics involved. People would be told that they’d be next in line for something, be trained to do the job, being doing the job, and then never actually given the position or the benefits or the pay or the hours. It’s all too much – so we leave and head to Shaw. We aren’t the only ones either. In fact, it’s a bit of a max exodus as they say — 5-8 people all quit within a month span to move out of the company, some without anything lined up. All of that aside, it feels good to try something new.