Let's Get Brainwashed.

I am pleased with my group this week. (One comment, to catch you up if you didn't read before: the rest of my group is women, particularly the gals who wore sweaters around their necks the first couple of months, and all work for the same company). We did not finish our project, but it was late, 7pm, and our model showed curvature (a bad thing!), so we called it quits and decided to ask the instructor what to do next tomorrow morning. So what did they suggest we do? Meet at the pool in 15 minutes to get a drink.

I didn't know the pool had a bar! So we met, talked more project stuff over mojitos, then went and ordered t-shirts. This is so, so ridiculous, but so, so right for the situation we are in. Yes, this will sound corny to most people, but listen: We have our group presentation tomorrow, and to be funny, we had t-shirts made at a store across the street. They will say S. S. Allstars, and then on the back, each shirt will have a famous quote from our instructor. It will be so funny for people in the class. Like any insular group, only they will "get" the joke. Anyway, we also had a t-shirt made for our instructor. He will love it. Seriously. I'll take a pic when I get the shirt tomorrow.

Then we went to an Irish pub. My, can these ladies drink. I had to keep up with them. We talked about work mostly. It was interesting and relieving to hear that their company, in a completely different industry from mine, suffers from the same problems. All companies probably have the same problems about lack of communication, lack of training, and lack of understanding of issues, and decisions are made by the wrong people and for the wrong reasons. And IT support generally sucks. All that over Irish beers.

So now I have to work on my own project. More "hotel" work. I am tired, though. It's been a long day. This whole week has been about 10 - 12 hours a day of class related stuff. I will be glad for my 8-hour a day job.

Also, I should mention that my manager's manager is flying in tomorrow to go to the celebration dinner. That will be interesting. It might feel like having a parent there, because not too many others (only 2 others) will have their managers there. It's a free dinner and happy hour.

Should the sweaters gal and I show him how to have a good time in this town?