Paucity of Professionalism
November 27, 2006I had a meeting scheduled with my supervisor today, to be done over the phone as I am currently away dealing with family issues. This conversation was to be the first after a month and a half of me e-mailing her, dropping by, phoning her – trying to get some feedback so I know if the work that I have been doing for the last month and a half was all for naught, or not. I had been preparing for several days so I would be good to go, hopefully reducing the amount of stuttering I usually engage in by at least three-fold. I call, right on time –
And she is in a meeting. She will be in meetings all day but will call me sometime tomorrow.
What happened to professionalism? I mean, how difficult is it, exactly, to send an e-mail or make a quick call to say that something came up, and that we need to re-schedule? And you knew about this meeting for over a week, am I so unimportant that you feel free to schedule things during my time? What the hell am I paying all this tuition for? A library card?
Apparently, instead of supervision, my tuition pays for me to work independently and be the proud owner of a $5 000 library card to a lacklustre library filled with first years making out, chatting on msn, sleeping, or talking on their cell phones, instead of new (or even newish) books.
Update: Still no response, rescheduling, or even a recognition of the subsequent e-mails and calls I have been harassing her with.
Two words – pepper spray. That’ll learn ‘er to take yer gradumecation seriously.
And finally an e-mail back to set up the meeting. Only took 2 weeks. And of course it didn’t include useful feedback or anything. That would be too much to ask for.