Monday, January 22, 2007

Cal Poly Sucks

So, can I say that? I graduated from there, and my husband hopes to graduate from there. Some day. It should be this December, but maybe not. He had a serious run-in with a professor today. My very non-confrontative husband. A little tactless, maybe. Okay, definitely. Anyway, basically this professor said that my husband has "slipped through the cracks" to have gotten to where he is. My A and B student husband. Thats right, all those other professors for the last four years were awarding him above standard grades when he didn't even deserve to pass. I don't think so. AND he told him that because he doesn't stay all night and work on his projects he has a poor work ethic. Somebody didn't tell this guy that work ethic involves working during the time you are expected to work, not staying all night because you screwed around during your work time. So, apparently, all those employers are looking for people to pay overtime and DOUBLE time all night long instead of efficient, hard working employees who get their work done in a reasonable amount of time. I see. Maybe my husband isn't ready for the real world. OH! Thats right, he is in the real world! He has a real job, where he goes to work and works hard all day. Where his boss gives him $600 bonuses for his work ethic. So, his teacher has threatened to fail him (mind you this is week three, and only one assignment turned in). Which would put his graduation back 6 months.
So, tomorrow my husband will go in and beg another teacher to take him on for this quarter. I don't believe there is any way he will get a fair grade from this instructor. And have a little chit-chat with the dean (at his professor's request, who has already gone to speak with him). I wish I could go in for him. I am much more the outspoken one.
Anyway. I have a cold, which sucks, if you ask me. Not a bad one, but one all the same. I had a nice walk today with a couple of girlfriends, to Jamba Juice. It was a beautiful day. My 11 mo old is up and around, walking. My 3 yo is defiant. That is all I can say about her right now. Well, I guess I shouldn't be so negative. She is sweet, funny, capable, and helpful (when she wants to be). She is loving, cuddly and engaging. But, man, can she ever be a pill. As only three can, I suppose.
Well, I'm off to bed. I sure hope tomorrow works out. We have a lot riding on it.

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