What a week – Graduate School assignments and missing colleagues – Shoot me now please!

My last post was over a week ago and it feels like this week took 3 weeks to complete.  Of course, it didn’t help that I was sick this week.  I picked up what has been going through the family.

At work this week, I experienced some unbelievable issues with a colleague who left me as a back-up on his voicemail.  He was on a 2 week vacation overseas – went to visit his family, however his family started calling me 2, 3, even 4 times a day (from overseas) enquiring as to his whereabouts.  Bizarre that he would tell me he was heading over there then not go see them, and also bizarre that they would call me asking if I knew where he was.

I forgot to tuck a GPS into his shoes.

Fearing he might be in harm, I notified all the relevant authorities at the office, only to hear that he had beeb in touch with another colleague to find out the progress on one of his accounts.

Even more bizarre, his mother, suspecting that I knew something but was holding back information, called the Prime Minister’s office and I was ordered to take action and contact his family, which I did.  I explained that I was only his back-up, knew nothing about his plans, nor where he was did not sit well with them.

Not in my job description!!  LOL

Thankfully, he returns tomorrow (Monday) and boy am I going to kick his ass.


On the school-side, I had 4 assignments due by this weekend, finished 2, one goes in tomorrow, and I have a presentation tomorrow night that I have not even started… Oops. This group assignment is VERY stressful because we are world’s worst group, everyone is so busy with courses, assignments, work and family. I let them know going into the weekend that I would not be available until after the kids get to bed because of family commitments and tossed up the idea of working on an assignment worth 15% instead of one worth 1%. They met and decided to complete it during the day when they had time, so come the weekend they were eager for me to finish my piece.  They even sent some pretty nasty emails to me through until they realized I had blocked off the weekend to complete my piece and we would be done well in advance of the deadline.

I think they learned that the work done in getting a MBA is as important as the people you meet through networking and completing assignments.

So we finished up, went over it together and got a fantastic review from the Professor already.


On Friday we joined Linus on his class trip to the Whitimore Farm. It was a lot of fun. Warm weather, loads of pumpkins, pictures of kids on hay, and a huge long slide on the side of a hill. We took in all the sights then went on this slide, which required all kids under a certain age to be in the lap of parents to ride. I took Linus down it and the second time we got in the tube and layed down and started down very slowly. We got half way down when I heard a noise that sounded like another kid coming down the slide, when WHAM! I was hit hard in the back of my neck/head by the head of some toddler who went down by his self. Instant headache. The slide is like 50 feet long, we were just over half way down and that made it worse.

Needless to say, the kid was crying and his Mom was at the bottom peeking in. I told he what he did, that he should have waited and that is why parents must accompany kids – but she showed no concern to me or to him.  I mentioned to her again that he hit his head very hard on mine, but she took him out, ignored me, and went to try and torpedo some other unsuspecting parent or child.


Oh well, back to work. I have a PowerPoint to do!


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