Okay, so obviously I am extremely bitter towards all grad students right now due to my lack of making it into the programs they were able to but these two particular students seriously piss me off.
Currently I am enrolled in a class called “Fluvial Geomorphology” which for you non-scientists means the geomorphology of rivers. Considering the programs and topics that are offered to the grad students in the ESS (Earth and Space Sciences) department at the UW, they can study the great rivers on this planet (Amazon, Ganges, Brahmaputra, etc.) and get funded for it thus they need to understand the particulars of how to study these particular rivers. This means that despite the fact that this class is 400-level (i.e. a class for undergrads) there are a few grad students that have been told to take this class by their adviser in order to understand their topics better.
Anyboo, this class is graded on three field reports based off of three field trips and due to the fact that this is my 5th year of college, I have had enough of these all-day field trips that the ESS department loves to give, and so I was extremely cranky the night before and the morning of the first trip. But what did I do? I fuckin’ sucked it up, went on the field trip, and even borrowed my TA’s hip waders so that I could get in the fuckin’ river, do a pebble count for my group, and help with the data collection. Did I complain about how EXTREMELY fuckin’ cold the water was (since it had snowed the previous day and hailed that morning)? NO! I jumped on in since that is what education is about, and smiled as my arm went numb after the 30 minutes it took me to help collect that data. But what did these two female grad students do…they stood there, in their protective gear that went all the way up to their chests and complained about how they would not go into the water anymore because it was too cold……..too cold……Fuck you! You are a fucking grad student and you chose to continue with science and a massive part of that is data collection! I really wish that our professor would have forced them into the river, but no such luck.
And then they walked into class 30 minutes late today. What is the point of coming to class when you’ve missed half of it? Oh how I despise them.
