I am absolutely done with all my work as an undergrad. And since I am done, I am about to vent on how fucking stressful that sustainability group project was.

So there were four of us: Tim, Chamomile, and Sycamore were my group members. From the get-go our professor had told us to look for people in the class that you felt you could function and work as a team with. The people that appealed to me were already in their own groups, and Tim first approached me to be in a group together. Then the other two did the same. I was a little wary but I was cool with them for several reasons I won't get into.
Sycamore did great in that she looked up research. Her problem was that she wasn't so good at writing, so we had agreed that I would do the original writing that was required in our report and she can input data. This worked fine when she remembered our agreement, not so fine when she tried writing paragraphs and made no sense whatsoever. I told her to give me the research so I can see what's relevant for our report, but she still input stuff randomly and I had to cut a lot of it out because it made no sense-- for example, we were comparing the pros and cons of paper towels and dryers, and out of nowhere she sticks in this giant block of quotes talking about ultraviolet light. Even when we met with the professor, she asked Sycamore what relevance that had and all she said was "I don't know". I appreciate that she was the only one that made any serious effort, but man it was maddening having to clean up after her.
Even for the PowerPoint presentation she added things that made no sense, like a Google Earth image of Northridge with the school circled on it. We were presenting to members of the Institute of Sustainability within our school. THEY KNOW WHERE THE SCHOOL IS, THEY WORK THERE, WHY WOULD THEY NEED A MAP. Our professor told us she was a visual learner, so I added graphs and charts, she thought we needed more to appeal to our professor's visual learning so she added cartoons and pictures of the school and Clip Art. It was honestly so awesome to hear our prof. go on and on about how great the presentation looked after I had edited the hell out of it (with Kevin's help because my rage was making me tear my hair out).
Chamomile did the first version of our PowerPoint, which was pretty much gone by the final version. Tim did nothing. Like really nothing. No, wait- I had him make up a map of the school so we could point out areas we think have high volumes of foot traffic. I think the first time he looked at the report was when I handed him a bound and printed copy. At my professor's suggestion, I made him just stand there and click for the next slide during the presentation. He really may as well not have been in the group.
The one good thing is that my professor was pretty up on the details of who was doing what without anyone really needing to tell her, so she knew the others were failing for the most part. She praised me a lot for the work I did and for taking the leadership role even though I didn't want to. I smiled and thanked her a lot even though the whole time I was like OH MY GOD NEVER AGAIN. NEVER EVER AGAIN. She wants me to consider an MBA because even though she knows I want to focus on sustainability, she thinks and MBA can teach me to market myself. She said I've got a great package, "but not in a creepy way".
The rest of my classes were nothing compared to the shenanigans I had to deal with in this class. But I'm done now. The presentation went fantastically and I was able to answer anything that came my way. Now I'm taking a year to decide what the hell I want to do for a master's.
But now now I'm going to sleep.


So there were four of us: Tim, Chamomile, and Sycamore were my group members. From the get-go our professor had told us to look for people in the class that you felt you could function and work as a team with. The people that appealed to me were already in their own groups, and Tim first approached me to be in a group together. Then the other two did the same. I was a little wary but I was cool with them for several reasons I won't get into.
Sycamore did great in that she looked up research. Her problem was that she wasn't so good at writing, so we had agreed that I would do the original writing that was required in our report and she can input data. This worked fine when she remembered our agreement, not so fine when she tried writing paragraphs and made no sense whatsoever. I told her to give me the research so I can see what's relevant for our report, but she still input stuff randomly and I had to cut a lot of it out because it made no sense-- for example, we were comparing the pros and cons of paper towels and dryers, and out of nowhere she sticks in this giant block of quotes talking about ultraviolet light. Even when we met with the professor, she asked Sycamore what relevance that had and all she said was "I don't know". I appreciate that she was the only one that made any serious effort, but man it was maddening having to clean up after her.
Even for the PowerPoint presentation she added things that made no sense, like a Google Earth image of Northridge with the school circled on it. We were presenting to members of the Institute of Sustainability within our school. THEY KNOW WHERE THE SCHOOL IS, THEY WORK THERE, WHY WOULD THEY NEED A MAP. Our professor told us she was a visual learner, so I added graphs and charts, she thought we needed more to appeal to our professor's visual learning so she added cartoons and pictures of the school and Clip Art. It was honestly so awesome to hear our prof. go on and on about how great the presentation looked after I had edited the hell out of it (with Kevin's help because my rage was making me tear my hair out).
Chamomile did the first version of our PowerPoint, which was pretty much gone by the final version. Tim did nothing. Like really nothing. No, wait- I had him make up a map of the school so we could point out areas we think have high volumes of foot traffic. I think the first time he looked at the report was when I handed him a bound and printed copy. At my professor's suggestion, I made him just stand there and click for the next slide during the presentation. He really may as well not have been in the group.
The one good thing is that my professor was pretty up on the details of who was doing what without anyone really needing to tell her, so she knew the others were failing for the most part. She praised me a lot for the work I did and for taking the leadership role even though I didn't want to. I smiled and thanked her a lot even though the whole time I was like OH MY GOD NEVER AGAIN. NEVER EVER AGAIN. She wants me to consider an MBA because even though she knows I want to focus on sustainability, she thinks and MBA can teach me to market myself. She said I've got a great package, "but not in a creepy way".
The rest of my classes were nothing compared to the shenanigans I had to deal with in this class. But I'm done now. The presentation went fantastically and I was able to answer anything that came my way. Now I'm taking a year to decide what the hell I want to do for a master's.
But now now I'm going to sleep.

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