Grr. One of the many ways in which I'm fucked is recommendations. And I talked to my profs!
Case in point: met my friend Nico because he was a visiting scholar for a term, brought over by Prof. S, who thought very highly of him (highly enough to arrange for the guy to study free at UNC for a semester, and let him stay in his spare bedroom). Summer 2002 I take a class with Prof. S, going to office hours frequently, participating in every class, and telling him that I was great friends with Nico (he knew Nico had a mysterious friend in Greenville; it was fun to out myself as said friend). Earned an A in the class.
Sunday, I was at Prof. S's condo, visiting Nico, who made a comment about us having met before. Prof. S said, 'We've met?'
Good to know that being an A student, going to office hours, and being the most active participant in class get you remembered not at all. Like I'd not sat right in front of the guy five days a week for two hours, for five weeks.
I'm glad I never told Prof. S I'd been to his place when he was in Singapore. :P I can tell you all about the basement in his old townhouse.
For the grad program I hope to start in the fall, I'm asking the two profs from the class I had to take twice (once in spring 2001, when I failed, and once in fall 2004, when I retook it and graduated). They both remember me, and if you're going to talk about overcoming challenges, why not ask the prof from the only class you failed? Plus, she made a point of introducing herself to my mom at graduation, and has offered connections when job-hunting, so I think she likes me despite the F.
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Case in point: met my friend Nico because he was a visiting scholar for a term, brought over by Prof. S, who thought very highly of him (highly enough to arrange for the guy to study free at UNC for a semester, and let him stay in his spare bedroom). Summer 2002 I take a class with Prof. S, going to office hours frequently, participating in every class, and telling him that I was great friends with Nico (he knew Nico had a mysterious friend in Greenville; it was fun to out myself as said friend). Earned an A in the class.
Sunday, I was at Prof. S's condo, visiting Nico, who made a comment about us having met before. Prof. S said, 'We've met?'
Good to know that being an A student, going to office hours, and being the most active participant in class get you remembered not at all. Like I'd not sat right in front of the guy five days a week for two hours, for five weeks.
I'm glad I never told Prof. S I'd been to his place when he was in Singapore. :P I can tell you all about the basement in his old townhouse.
For the grad program I hope to start in the fall, I'm asking the two profs from the class I had to take twice (once in spring 2001, when I failed, and once in fall 2004, when I retook it and graduated). They both remember me, and if you're going to talk about overcoming challenges, why not ask the prof from the only class you failed? Plus, she made a point of introducing herself to my mom at graduation, and has offered connections when job-hunting, so I think she likes me despite the F.