This summer intermester has been a paradoxical experience. On the one hand, I had the Operations Management class from the pit of Hades. This was the worst class of my graduate experience. I truly struggled from start to finish and I'm a bright girl. No really, I am. I skipped the fourth grade. LOL Anyway, I finished that class last week and barely squeaked out a C+. What kind of mediocre crap is that? I guess the plus means I am not relegated to the short yellow bus.
On the other hand, my Value Based Leadership class has been the best class of my graduate study so far. I currently have an A in that course. I like everything about this class; the professor, the students, and the assignments.
Why am I boring you with this mundaness? Well because it's a curious observation and what else am I going to write about.
Tonight was our final class in VBL. The entire class went to Champs for drinks and repartee. I was REALLY hesitant about going. The last time I went out for dinner and drinks with colleagues, I ended up driving my drunken manager's car so that she could drive my drunken co-worker home.*sidenote* I don't drink and at the time did not have a driver's license and could NOT drive. I will skip past the carrying the coworker up the stairs and the confrontation with her husband. This was my first week!
Tonight, I actually enjoyed myself. It was refreshing to see my classmates out of the classroom setting. Everyone was engaging and having a nice time. No one got drunk and I got to drive my own car home.
So what does all of this mean? I guess I have learned not let my past experiences dictate my future choices. Someone actually told me that tonight. I will make a conscious effort to be more gregarious. I will be sure to update you on how this turns out.
