This "group project" business is getting out of hand

I spent fifteen hours in the Spinks lab this weekend, working on two different group projects for my classes. I'd complain about it, but it's more work than I do during the week, so "fifteen hours on the weekend" is another way of saying "instead of fifteen hours during the week".

To people in my group projects who may have read that: Pretend you didn't.

Because of my professors' fondness for PowerPoint slides, I take notes in only one of my classes; the other classes are when I get my prime daydreaming done. Last week's daydreams included: a mud-wrestling match between two of the girls I'm kinda sweet on; trying to figure out which WFMU bumpersticker would look best on the car I don't own yet; and reminiscing about my interview at the Sheaf.

For reasons best left unexplored, I applied for the position of Production Manager at the Sheaf. Maybe I'm just tired of seeing my corrections not get corrected, or maybe it's the desire to be paid; I don't know. When they asked me why I wanted the job, I gave some bullshit answer which I can only assume they saw through but accepted anyway. I mean, why would anybody want to do any job at a student paper? "My career goals include laying out small publications every week." Clearly.

The interview was fun, though. In my cover letter, I'd made three mentions of the importance of "hot single chicks" on next year's staff. I was worried they'd bring that up -- cover letters are tricky that way -- but it wasn't mentioned until the "Do you have questions for us" part of the interview. I came right out with it: "Since I'm your first interviewee, I guess it's too soon to ask about the hot single chicks, right?" (Sadly, it was.)

It was amusing to field the interviewers' questions about hypothetical situations involving group dynamics. After all the group work I've done this year, and all the crazy garbage that
I've seen, my answers came down to "Let me tell you about group work ... "

The only problem I can foresee with this Sheaf job (though I haven't been notified, I'm pretty sure the job's mine) is that the paper publishes four times over the summer. This means that I'll have to spend four weekends in Saskatoon this summer, which is considerably more than the ideal number of weekends (ie, zero). The Super Road Trip may have to involve an emergency stop in Saskatoon -- that's just another thing I can daydream about in class.