Where's My Martini?

Somebody, get me a drink. I don't care that it is only 1:30 in the afternoon and that I just returned home from church, I need something to calm me before I post something I shouldn't.

My class is in the process of writing reflective essays on what we have learned this semester, and I noticed that Miss #%@^%# - the student I have been ranting about all semester - finally got her work in by deadline. Even though I was not assigned to her Peer Review group this time around, I gave in to the temptation to read what she had to say. She actually has the chutzpah to take credit for the work done on Project Three - website redesgin, the project where she did less than 1% of all the work involved and nothing towards the actual website redesign - and gives herself a large portion of credit for Project Four - original website design - even though she did nothing to contribute to the research or design of the project.

I am so angry I am surprised the heat of my temper has not caused me to spontaniously combust into flames!!!! The last time something like this happened to me, I was working for an advertising firm. My supervisor had secretly been taking credit for my work (which had led to a 125% increase in quarterly profits!). The man was promoted on the basis of my work, claiming it was his! I was so disgusted, I gave my two-weeks notice (I had been looking, and found a better job within a week). At least in that case I had the pleasure of hearing that three months after I left his dishonesty came back to bite him in the butt. When I left, so did my market research and forecasting skills; and quarterly accounts plummeted. The guy was demoted back to this old position and his former boss (who had left to look for better pay) was hired back as the new Manager, complete with the fat pay raise that had been my former supervisor's fat pay raise.

I will now take this anger and do something useful with it - like work on the book I am co-authoring. It is called The Obdicerous One (pronounced uhb-DICK-er-us), about a man who is the personification of "Excessive obnoxiousness, combined with a ridiculously inflated sense of self-worth to the point of being ludicrous; all rolled into one large package". My co-author came up with the word, a combination of "obnoxious", "ridiculous", and "ludicrous". Stay tuned for further details...my Wrting 235 class may be ending, but this process blog shall continue.