donnap99
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« on: April 19, 2002, 04:05:18 pm » |
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Any recommendations for dry erase markers that won't dry up when the faculty leave the caps off? OK, maybe not "won't dry up," but are more resiliant to drying? Or do we need to continually follow after them to put the caps on?! grrrr... DonnaP99
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« Reply #1 on: April 19, 2002, 04:32:42 pm » |
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Replace all whiteboards with blackboards and dish out chalk *snigger*. That'll learn 'em!
I have no constructive help to give you at this time.
Bethalize Deskdemon Forum Board Staff
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Jackie G
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« Reply #2 on: April 19, 2002, 05:09:04 pm » |
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[very tongue in cheek!] you could try killing off a few of the faculty and leave them lying in place of the pens with no caps as a lesson to the rest . . .? Seriously, a lot of well placed notices suggesting they cap the pens or else - what is it doing to your departmental budget? - after all these pens are not cheap even if you do bulk buy!  Jackie www.iqps.org DeskDemon Forum Board Staff
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donnap99
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« Reply #3 on: April 19, 2002, 05:29:03 pm » |
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A few names immediately come to mind! DonnaP99
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« Reply #4 on: April 19, 2002, 10:26:06 pm » |
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Donna, Just curious... if these professors and faculty have difficulty remembering to put the caps back on the dry erase markers, who dresses these people in the morning?  YIKES!!! Enquiring minds wanna know!  SNA
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donnap99
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« Reply #5 on: April 22, 2002, 01:10:32 pm » |
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I'll certainly check that out! Thanks for the lead. As for who dresses these people... well, we've decided the the higher degree of education you have, the more brain cells are displaced from the "common sense" area of the brain. Especially if there's a PhD or other doctoral degree involved! DonnaP99
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« Reply #6 on: April 22, 2002, 02:35:18 pm » |
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SNA, remember the Grr-Animals clothing line for little folks several years back? (I think Sears carried the line). Each article of clothing had an animal tag (lions, tigers, elephants, etc), and tops and bottoms that went together had the same animals. Your little tot could match a lion top and a lion bottom and be (reasonably) matched up in terms of dress. As long as Sears sold these, all my college profs were reasonably dressed. Unfortunately, Sears no longer sells these, ergo, the profs can't get dressed in the morning.... (LOL) 
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andream
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« Reply #7 on: April 22, 2002, 04:17:25 pm » |
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Donna I agree with you 100% At one point in my career I supported 17, yes 17! PhD's and adjunct professors. Bedlam doesn't even begin to describe it...:shudder:
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donnap99
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« Reply #8 on: April 22, 2002, 04:20:11 pm » |
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Andrea - you poor thing!!! You have my deepest sympathies! Did you manage to retain the mind-reading skills I know you must have had to support 17 of them? DonnaP99
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« Reply #9 on: April 22, 2002, 05:50:01 pm » |
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Replace all their grown up markers with "washable" crayons. If they're gonna act like little kids......
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andream
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« Reply #10 on: April 22, 2002, 06:13:08 pm » |
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Donna, now I know why I've always liked you!
Absolutely mind reading skills were non compensated expectations and the "nutty professor?" had nothing on these guys,,, seriously, everything but the flubber man, you never knew from day to day whether they would crack under the strain or perform. My most significant challenge with that group? Moving them from little bits of paper with appointments written on them to an Exchange server with linked Outlook calanders where I could play "postman" and add to their appointments. Ohhh the HUMANITY!
It used to go like this:
Stern faced professor would walk to the desk: "Andrea, I was interuppted during my planning session by a student who claimed to have an appointment."
"Indeed sir, you had a two o'clock, and a four o'clock today"
"it's not on my Calander." He'd huff, or she'd tap her nails on my desk.
"yes it is." "no it's not" "no really it is" "Is not" "is too" "not" "is!" Which would most often end with me taking them to their computer, moving the five text books from in front of the Monitor and turning it on for them while saying in a soothing Admin voice....
" It's easy Dr. Freud, the computer is your friend. Remember the memo and the meeting and the training session we had last month? See how nice....."
Invariably, they'd look at their schedules and realize that they had missed something important.
"drat! I've missed my Dental appointment, last Thursday!"
It took everything I had to control the laughter some days. One Professor was so bad that I had entered on his WORK Calander things like his wedding anniversary. I was duly rewarded for my dilligence one day after escorting this techophobic psychologist to his computer and hearing him say "Damn! so THAT's why my wife isn't speaking to me"
Ahh Academia, gotta love it!
Andrea
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