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Jan. 28th, 2022 08:20 pmNo daily entry yesterday. It was too hot and still and sticky to do anything. I had a shower before bed, so I left the bathroom fresh and clean and was dripping with sweat by the time I reached my bedroom.
The storm that's been coming for days finally broke this morning. Dark clouds gathered and in our brightly-lit office we must have glowed, had anyone been outside in the rain to see us. The Office Workers, a long-lost work by some Dutch master.
Imagine the scene: Dark sky and thunder, driving rain, lights flickering with every lightning strike. Half a dozen people spread out in a huge room, abandoning work to watch the roof below them fill with water like an infinity pool, shivering slightly in the now too-cold air conditioning.
And then: A voice, male, electronic, booming from the empty offices behind us. "WARRNAMBOOL. THREE. TWO. EIGHT. OH." We all jumped, f-list. "WARRNAMBOOL. THREE. TWO. EIGHT. OH. WARRNAMBOOL. THREE. TWO. EIGHT. OH."
It was the goods lift. It must have restarted while the power was going on and off, and this was part of its cycle.
January
27. Who was your worst teacher/professor? Why?
When I was university, the finance professor was... not great. He wasn't an academic, but a politician/business guy, and his "lectures" were a weekly hour of rambling about his magnificent investments and namedropping business people he knew. I strongly suspect he was given the job in return for providing funding for something or other. It was up to the tutor in his weekly session to set us work that was actually related to the course objectives.
28. Who was your best teacher/professor? Why?
I went to a tiny, tiny primary school. One year there were thirty of us in the whole school; one year only fifteen. All of us fitted in one classroom, and most of the time I was there we only had one teacher, an elderly nun called Sister Adalbert. Sister was an old-fashioned, old school nun. Managing thirty children across seven grades is a quite a skill, and one of the ways she managed was by having us all do the same thing at the same time, just at different levels, working our way at our own pace. I enjoyed that. Although there was also a lot not to like, Sister is definitely the teacher who had the biggest impact on me.
The storm that's been coming for days finally broke this morning. Dark clouds gathered and in our brightly-lit office we must have glowed, had anyone been outside in the rain to see us. The Office Workers, a long-lost work by some Dutch master.
Imagine the scene: Dark sky and thunder, driving rain, lights flickering with every lightning strike. Half a dozen people spread out in a huge room, abandoning work to watch the roof below them fill with water like an infinity pool, shivering slightly in the now too-cold air conditioning.
And then: A voice, male, electronic, booming from the empty offices behind us. "WARRNAMBOOL. THREE. TWO. EIGHT. OH." We all jumped, f-list. "WARRNAMBOOL. THREE. TWO. EIGHT. OH. WARRNAMBOOL. THREE. TWO. EIGHT. OH."
It was the goods lift. It must have restarted while the power was going on and off, and this was part of its cycle.
January
27. Who was your worst teacher/professor? Why?
When I was university, the finance professor was... not great. He wasn't an academic, but a politician/business guy, and his "lectures" were a weekly hour of rambling about his magnificent investments and namedropping business people he knew. I strongly suspect he was given the job in return for providing funding for something or other. It was up to the tutor in his weekly session to set us work that was actually related to the course objectives.
28. Who was your best teacher/professor? Why?
I went to a tiny, tiny primary school. One year there were thirty of us in the whole school; one year only fifteen. All of us fitted in one classroom, and most of the time I was there we only had one teacher, an elderly nun called Sister Adalbert. Sister was an old-fashioned, old school nun. Managing thirty children across seven grades is a quite a skill, and one of the ways she managed was by having us all do the same thing at the same time, just at different levels, working our way at our own pace. I enjoyed that. Although there was also a lot not to like, Sister is definitely the teacher who had the biggest impact on me.