Waiting for Godot
I have a big break between my classes on Mondays. One class at 9:25 and the next one isn’t until 2:40. Normally, this gives me lots of time to read, work on my outlines, etc., but today I have a meeting at 1:30 with my Legal Studies professor to go over my first draft of my first memo.
I am not looking forward to the meeting and it seems to be creeping into my consciousness while I try to do other work.
I’ve got my memo written and I think it’s okay. In fact, I think it’s pretty good. I think I write well and it definitely addresses the issue, cites relevant authority, and even goes one step beyond what I think most others will be doing. On top of all that, this assignment is graded credit/no credit, so it’s not like I have to worry about getting a high grade on it. And yet, I’m in knots over it. Why? Because this prof is off-putting and one of those people who you couldn’t make happy no matter what you did. I think if she won $1 million, she’d find a way to bitch about it.
So, I guess I’ll work on it some more, to make sure there is as little even vaguely wrong with it as possible. Hopefully, I’ll find some way to please the woman and just be DONE with the assignment.
Hopefully.