listen for the sentiment
Just when I thought I would start liking people more they go and piss me off. I was going to give this semester, and certain people another chance. Classes haven’t even begun and they’ve already proved I was right in my initial assumption.
The bassoon professor, LK, is the coach for the woodwind chamber class this semester. I had spoken with her last semester about who was in the group and the fact that not everyone would be taking the class for credit. I had a trio put together, but Doc didn’t feel that would be enough people, so I expanded it. In the expansion, I had to include people who do not need to take the class for credit. With the reworking of the music credits a year ago, most music students are already pushed to the edge of the credit limit. Anything over 18 credits needs advisor approval and anything over 21 needs dean approval. So its easier for those who don’t actually need the class not to register. This is how its always been done. LK doesn’t get less money, nor will the class be done away with because not enough people are registered. But LK is balking and flexing her muscles. She also refuses to be flexible with rehearsal times. There are around 8 groups that will need coaching. Maybe more, I haven’t seen the list. With that many groups, you can’t get proper coaching time to fit in one hour. This is why I felt like I got jipped LK’s first semester. She barely had any time to spend with my chamber group. That just annoyed me. There is another reason I don’t like LK. After everything I went through with McN in high school, there is a line that needs to exist between student and teacher. I’m not saying that a student and teacher can’t be friends. I’m also aware that students are older in college and the relationship can be different, more mature. I have no issue with that. I even have no issue with going to dinner or whatever with your professors. But when a professor calls one of their undergrad students to ask them how the ensemble sitting should be decided, there is a line that has been crossed. I don’t know if LK is searching for Baboon’s approval, or if she doesn’t want to piss off her star pupil. But its just wrong. LK is the professor and should make those decisions with the conductors, not an undergrad student. I don’t have a relationship with any of my professor’s like Baboon has with LK or some of her profs from her last school. So maybe I’m jealous, or judging what I don’t understand. But I’m also the daughter of a teacher, the daughter of a lawyer and a friend to many teachers, both primary, secondary and collegiate. There is something unsettling and just not right with the relationship Baboon and LK have. I watch Baboon manipulate LK into doing what she wants rather what is best for the school and for the studio. LK’s attitude that Baboon makes the rules or knows the ropes of the school also pisses me off, because they were both "freshmen" the same year. Not that I wanted to be the one LK asked, but ask the other profs. Ask your collegues. There’s a million other teachers in the SOM. And at the end of the day, you are a professor, a professional. Act like it. She just grates me the wrong way. I’d like to keep my distance from her, but I just don’t know how.
Loser Luke is the other person who I’ve written off. He threw a child-like tantrum when he was told he wasn’t going first in auditions. I was at the auditions 30 mins before we started to make sure I could go first. If he had been there sooner, I would have gone second. But he didn’t show up until about 10 minutes before and never even bothered coming into the green room. Not to mention the fact that he had no good reason for going first. I didn’t even end up going first because another oboist had a more pressing conflict. She’s an RA and was supposed to be at a meeting. So she went first. Mouse was skipping out on part of her mission trip, but wanted to be third not second. The other oboists who filtered in gradually took up their spots in line. So by the time Luke arrived, the studio had counted off to about 9 out of 13. He threw a fit because there is supposedly a sign-up sheet for the order. No one else in the studio signed up, except a non-major who wanted to play in an ensemble. She’s not in the studio, so how would she know. (Even if you aren’t a music major, or majoring in a specific instrument, if you want to play in an ensemble, you still have to show up for auditions. The conductors need to know how many parts will be in each ensemble and plan accordingly.) There is also a sign posted outside the audition room that states "Auditions will be held in the order the forms are received." This has ALWAYS been the case. I’m not entirely sure who puts those sign-up sheets up or why they are there. Perhaps so people can double check when and where the auditions are. But none of the studio teachers take down those lists or ever follow them. I found out after I left auditions that Luke put his sheet ahead of Patrick (who was there long before him and asked to go sooner rather than later) just because he was a grad student. At least that was the reason he gave Phil. Phil said it sounded like Luke had checked with Patrick and was fine with it, but he really hadn’t. Luke acts like he has seniority of the studio, and he really doesn’t. Just because he’s a grad student doesn’t make him worth a pile of beans to us. He hasn’t done a thing to prove himself to us, and honestly last semester, lost a lot of points with the crap he pulled and his level of playing. Mona and I have been here the longest, although I am a senior and she is not. (She changed majors a few times, so isn’t ready to graduate.) The other seniors are off doing student teaching. Mouse is easily the best in our studio, giving her seniority. And I’m the oldest, by over a year. Nowhere in there does Luke place, even second. Except maybe the age category. But he doesn’t act like a grad student, more like a spoiled pompous little boy. I was going to give him a chance, be nice and invite him to the start of semester party. But after his tantrum and pulling that stunt on Patrick, forget it.
Yeah, this semester is off to a smashing start…
The sun will rise again
Breaking through the clouds
And this is our way out
Oh, I tried to talk to you Feeling that attack, cause it’s been pushin’ on my back
And it screams so loud
Listen for the sentiment, listen for the sound
And whatever it takes we won’t know until we meet again
And whatever it takes we won’t know until we meet again
The boys will run again
Running gun in hand
We’ll make it back alright
I tried to talk to you
But you weren’t in my sight
Cause I’ve been looking up all night
And I can hear them start to fight
Listen for the sentiment, listen for the sound
Whatever it takes we
won’t know until we meet again
Whatever it takes we won’t know until we meet again
And so I’ll wait for the rising sun
And so I’ll wait, I’ll wait
Alright
Come on, come on, come on
I listen for the sentiment, listen for the sound
Whatever it takes we won’t know until we meet again
Whatever it takes we won’t know until we meet again
Whatever It Takes ~ Letter Kills