Be Nice to Becky Day! (Mar 31 2005)
Wednesday, I felt like I was walking around with a sign on that said, "Be nice to me" with an optional "or else" at the end. Three separate incidents occurred that made me feel happy:
1.) I went to Buckman to get my class registration PIN # from Dr. McMahon (my new advisor) around 1:15. He wasn't in his office, but waited around, figuring he was probably around because I know 2 things: a.) I had emailed him so he knew I was coming, and b.) he's very social and was probably somewhere on the floor. And I was right! He was down the hall next door talking to Prof. Gramm, my econ prof. So while I was standing around, looking at the comics on the outside of McMahon's door, I thought I heard my name said in their conversation, but I chalked it up to self-centeredness. When McMahon came out, he laid a hand on my shoulder and said, "Rebecca! We were just talking about you!" (Pretty good face/name recognition for a guy that's met me once.) He said that Gramm had said, "Rebecca's one of my best students; how did she end up with you [McMahon] as an advisor!?" Heh: professor jokes. But it made me happy that Gramm thinks I'm one of his best students.
2. After lunch, I went to Prof. Doyle's office to drop off the remaining páginas de reflexión (one-page "reflections" on a piece of literature that we've read in class) that I have to do for the semester. Later in the day, I received an email, saying (something in Spanish but I have translated it to English): "Thank you for dropping off your three last páginas de reflexión. Now you don't have to write any more! Well done. I want to mention also that your contributions (those in the páginas de reflexión as well as those in class) are always excellent and very sharp." *big grin*
3. I'm not a total teacher's pet. This last one actually has to do with a student. I was sitting in Olivia and Laura's room, when Tulisha passed by on her way to make some Crystal Light. She stopped in to compliment how nice my hair looks, in Search (which we have together). I usually straighten it on Tuesday/Thursdays and I like to play with it in class because it's getting kind of long and nice to play with.
I think the moral of the story is that I like to be complimented on things that I put a lot of effort into. Saying that you like my shoes or something wouldn't do it for me, but my hair or my schoolwork, yes. So I am pleased.
