Deer in headlights
Okay, so yesterday's meeting with the grad student whose thesis proposal I am not giving a thumbs-up to was not quite as distressing as I'd imagined in would be -- but it wasn't pleasant. He looked like a stricken deer for about 60 seconds when I told him of my decision, and I wasn't sure if he would react with disappointment, anger, tears, explosions. I truly believe that, in that finite period of time, anything was possible because it just didn't compute for him: this possibility was not on his radar screen. However, I am shifting the burden now to my colleagues: I've okayed his giving it to them, and they can work with him for the rest of the semester. If either of them greenlights it for a defense in December, that's fine with me.
More reading of and commenting upon thesis proposals this morning; more meeting with grad students this afternoon; and teaching this evening. My students will watch a film and, as usual, during the screening I'll grade papers out in the hall.
But tomorrow is Halloween and I get to dress up in my Queen costume from Target. That thought is making me very, very happy -- perhaps happier than it should make a 46-year old woman!

*Sigh* That's one of the suck parts of the job. At least you gave him due consideration, gave an appropriate alternative - as opposed to a breezy, "I just suggest you get on with your life" - and didn't just kick him to the curb.
Have fun tomorrow, Your Majesty, and I hope your womb cooperates with your royal commands.
*S*
Posted by:*S* | Tuesday, October 30, 2007 at 03:30 PM