Thursdays are supposed to be one of my easy days. I don’t have class until 3:30pm and it’s my only one of the day.
Today, however, was different. I had to get up at 8:30am to get ready to run an experiment. I’m doing this group project for this class. Anyways, we developed this system (don’t ask) and we need to test it on users as part of the project.
The whole experiment ended at 12pm and I had to go get my transparencies done for the presentation I made today. You know the one where the prof gave us a day and a half notice? I got my transparencies done at the SUB, grabbed a slice of pizza for lunch, and headed home. The weather around UBC has been weird lately. The whole campus was shrouded in this gray fog.
When I got home, I checked my e-mail, and I didn’t even bother rehearsing my presentation. I changed into my PJs and went straight to bed. I got up at 3pm, got changed, grabbed my presentation stuff, and left for class.
As I walked into class, I was five minutes early, but they had already started the presentations! I knew this was going to be trouble. We had thirteen people in the class with the average presentation going 10 minutes each. That’s 130 minutes folks, not counting transition times. Yikes!
Some guys went totally over the 10 minutes and the prof would cut them off. It was kinda funny, these guys would look at the overheads they hadn’t gotten to yet, and you could almost hear them think, “but I spent hours on those last fews slides…”
Well, serves them right for being totally over. One guy had a ton of slides, like enough for an hour’s worth of time. I don’t know where he thought he could get through all of them in ten minutes. Dude got cut off!
Nearly two hours later, it was my turn to go. I was bringing up the other extreme in terms of number of slides. I had three slides in total. I was also last to go. People were antsy, raring to go by the time I got up there.
It had been five years since I had made a presentation. Suprisingly, it went really well. At least that’s some people told me. The prof asks a question or two of everyone at the end of the presentation. Luckily, he didn’t ask anything that revealed my stupidity. And he didn’t cut me off either.
Tomorrow, in about eight hours, I have to make another presentation. This one is going to be way longer, about 25 minutes. I think I’m prepared, but who knows what could go wrong. Hey, it’s also the last day of the class for the term!
Ok, I gotta go sleep.