The F-bomb
Not a “well we must’ve fucked up” or “that’s fucking crazy”
But more of a “fuck you/off I don’t need this shit right now”
In our project design meeting today, our prof was criticizing our task delegation. For whatever reason, he turned to me first.
Prof: What are you doing?
Me: Report and presentation (aka nothing for the time being. Effectively, I was saying "I'm doing shit all")
After more Q&A, and another “report and presentation” response, we had to endure a long and boring rant about group efficiency.
At the time, I was feeling *really* apathetic and at any second, I thought I was about to be grilled with more questions.
Frankly, I have no clue about what’s happening with our project. I’m even very shaky on the basics of our project. (Me and four other people were forced to join this group, so we have a steeper initial learning curve. We're now doing coal gasification)
Thanks to my dumb luck, I have to be the group leader from Oct 31- Nov7, so I'll be temporarily chairing and directing the weekly Monday meetings. Hence, it’s critical that I demonstrate some competence in this subject (20% of the final mark is peer and faculty evaluation). But, a barrage of midterms has prevented me from learning more about coal gasification. I figure that I can start understanding the material this weekend but I have three (it was four) assignments/labs due on Monday (Halloween). Even if I copy (which is usually the case) some of those assignments/labs, it's going to be hectic.
This is why I would have launched an F-bomb if the prof had started to grill me with some more questions.
PS. The 40 minutes writing and editing this post was time well spent.
Four to go....
