People Watching
One of the best things about the new semester is the people watching. It's a busy time and there's a lot of room for human comedy. Further, nearly everybody in your classes is new to you. Time to start the observations, mental story telling and stereotyping.
Ever since high school all my girlfriend's have made fun of girls who wear a skirt over pants. I saw it twice yesterady. Admittedly had each girl only been wearing their skirt, they might have died of exposure given the average walk from parking spot to building. I am no fashionista and my comments stop after this final thought. It stands out enough to comment because it's rare, and it looks odd to me.
My professors all seem very qualified so far.
My philosophy teacher I've had before and is absolutely amazing. He did his standard trick of having everybody's name learned before the class was 20 minutes old. Next meeting he will still have them, and be able to produce random factoids about each of us on demand.
The professors for my hotel classes and my tourism class fit in well with my archetypes of ladies in the event world. The tourism professor is a match for about half of the sales managers i've ever dealt at a hotel. Big hair that frames her whole head, she's all about networking and getting to know people. Most of her background was as a sales/office manager for travel agencies. The other is a match for almost all of the female catering managers I've ever dealth with. Enthusiastic and organized with a little bit of schmooze mixed in for good measure. Her background... banquet manager at different hotels.
I've also got a hotel/restaurant law class too. The professor there seems to be an urban/female counterpart to the rural/male professor I had for business law at purdue. Same semi-dry wit and sense of purpose. The same disregard for essays and love of scantron.
I've got some observations about the other students, but I'll hold back judgement for another week on them.
Ever since high school all my girlfriend's have made fun of girls who wear a skirt over pants. I saw it twice yesterady. Admittedly had each girl only been wearing their skirt, they might have died of exposure given the average walk from parking spot to building. I am no fashionista and my comments stop after this final thought. It stands out enough to comment because it's rare, and it looks odd to me.
My professors all seem very qualified so far.
My philosophy teacher I've had before and is absolutely amazing. He did his standard trick of having everybody's name learned before the class was 20 minutes old. Next meeting he will still have them, and be able to produce random factoids about each of us on demand.
The professors for my hotel classes and my tourism class fit in well with my archetypes of ladies in the event world. The tourism professor is a match for about half of the sales managers i've ever dealt at a hotel. Big hair that frames her whole head, she's all about networking and getting to know people. Most of her background was as a sales/office manager for travel agencies. The other is a match for almost all of the female catering managers I've ever dealth with. Enthusiastic and organized with a little bit of schmooze mixed in for good measure. Her background... banquet manager at different hotels.
I've also got a hotel/restaurant law class too. The professor there seems to be an urban/female counterpart to the rural/male professor I had for business law at purdue. Same semi-dry wit and sense of purpose. The same disregard for essays and love of scantron.
I've got some observations about the other students, but I'll hold back judgement for another week on them.
posted by BG at 16:31
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