Random statistics

[listersgirl]

As of today, I have met, however briefly, 30% of my friends list. Okay, I knew 9 of the 26 people pre-internet life, but still, that feels like quite a lot. And so far, not one of you has turned out to be a serial killer. Score!

Also in the department of random statistics about me: 63% of my friends list are paid users. Considering only 1.6% of LJ users as a whole are paid, that's quite substantial. I'm not sure exactly what that says about us, but I'm sure it says something.

I'm pretty sure, too, that many, many of you are librarians or work in libraries. This is not deliberate on my part -- I don't think I've ever added someone just because they are a librarian -- but I think more a case of librarians automatically gravitating together when they're anywhere near each other.


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Comments

[caffeinediary.livejournal.com]

They are. I hate having to think of whom to ask and actually doing it? It almost feels like begging to me.

[listersgirl]

I know. If I could give one word of advice to people starting university it would be talk to your professors so that they know who you are! Because the need for recommendations NEVER GOES AWAY.

[caffeinediary.livejournal.com]

Exactly. It never does. Everywhere you turn you need them. I'm just glad I had two professors who remember me. I just wish I had talked to more professors when I had the chance.

[protoainsley.livejournal.com]

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.