Part I: The Annoyance of May 12
Okay, so here’s the thing I’ve been complaining about for at least the last two weeks: tomorrow’s May 12. No, that’s not a problem, really, I like the number 12 (uh.. well, at least, I’m indifferent towards it, which, to me, is the same as not hating it). Evergreen, in some fluke of scheduling I will never understand, scheduled the following items for tomorrow:
>>> Second half of the Board of Trustees Meeting (from about 9AM-12PM)
>>> Seminar II Building Dedication (1-2PM)
>>> Transfer Student Advising Day (1-3:30PM)
>>> Seminar II Building Open House (2-4PM)
>>> Summer/Fall 2004 Academic Fair (4-6PM)
Now, this is a hell of a lot of major events on campus, all on one day. To top it off, Governor Gary Locke is coming to cut the ribbon for Seminar II, which probably spells some sort of nightmare in some form or another, in addition to the overall nightmare of 34,126 things happening on campus at once.
I’m complaining not because I don’t think it’ll be cool to see the dedication and go to the academic fair so I can figure out my class for Fall, but because of the inordinate amount of stress this puts on the already hard-working faculty and staff at Evergreen. Every single staff member here does a stellar job, and this just seems like too much to ask of them. I will admit a side benefit — since my girlfriend is transferring here and she has to come to the advising day, I do get to see her tomorrow. That, however, is unrelated — Evergreen’s scheduling pundits should’ve thought this one out better.
Part II: There’s Something Fruity Here, and It Ain’t the Grapes
“A boy is allowed to choose 2 pieces of fruit from a basket containing a pear, an apple, a banana, a scorpion, a plum, and a watermelon. How many ways are there to choose two pieces of fruit from the basket?”
Well, there are.. err.. wait a minute.. a scorpion? Wow, I didn’t know scorpions were fruit..
Speaking of fruity, that’s what my discrete math faculty put up on the board as an example problem this morning. He must have been trying to make sure we were paying attention. I almost didn’t notice, and wouldn’t have if I wasn’t busily copying into notes… Obscure humor, that.