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Disappointment all around today.
First, I nearly had a Senior boy cry in front of me this morning when he didn't win the election for one of the NHS officers. (He'd been telling me all week how badly he wanted it. I wish there was a way to make elections not about popularity contests, but sadly it's the way of things.) I'd been deliberating over how to delegate the responsibility of the Senior service project and thought he'd be perfect for that position. (I was worried that he'd be so disappointed over not getting what he wanted that he'd just say, "screw it" and decide to bail on the whole thing.) Luckily, he seemed more or less open to the idea. Still disappointed, but assuaged slightly.
Of course, then I told John P. the story later tonight and he came right out and said, "So you gave the kid a consolation prize?" No, John does not have a lot of tact. And now I feel like a creep again.
Not only that, but I knocked myself out trying to make it to choir practice for the CD we're releasing for Christmas, only to find out that Joe took my solo away. After telling me (a little over a month ago) that I would get to do one particular song for the recording, he tells me tonight that it would have been too expensive to obtain the rights since it's not yet old enough to be considered public record. One would think that, because he'd promised me a solo, when that happened he'd simply replace my song with another. But no. Apparently removing my song means I don't get one. (Jeez, I didn't even get an "I'm sorry.") I would have said something, but, honestly, what would one say to that? And the last thing I wanted was to sound like the whiny brat who complains when things don't go her way. He said I'd get to do it for the tv show instead, but it was actually the CD that I'd been looking forward to. (And I'd been practicing the song since August.)
No, you can't always get what you want....
First, I nearly had a Senior boy cry in front of me this morning when he didn't win the election for one of the NHS officers. (He'd been telling me all week how badly he wanted it. I wish there was a way to make elections not about popularity contests, but sadly it's the way of things.) I'd been deliberating over how to delegate the responsibility of the Senior service project and thought he'd be perfect for that position. (I was worried that he'd be so disappointed over not getting what he wanted that he'd just say, "screw it" and decide to bail on the whole thing.) Luckily, he seemed more or less open to the idea. Still disappointed, but assuaged slightly.
Of course, then I told John P. the story later tonight and he came right out and said, "So you gave the kid a consolation prize?" No, John does not have a lot of tact. And now I feel like a creep again.
Not only that, but I knocked myself out trying to make it to choir practice for the CD we're releasing for Christmas, only to find out that Joe took my solo away. After telling me (a little over a month ago) that I would get to do one particular song for the recording, he tells me tonight that it would have been too expensive to obtain the rights since it's not yet old enough to be considered public record. One would think that, because he'd promised me a solo, when that happened he'd simply replace my song with another. But no. Apparently removing my song means I don't get one. (Jeez, I didn't even get an "I'm sorry.") I would have said something, but, honestly, what would one say to that? And the last thing I wanted was to sound like the whiny brat who complains when things don't go her way. He said I'd get to do it for the tv show instead, but it was actually the CD that I'd been looking forward to. (And I'd been practicing the song since August.)
No, you can't always get what you want....
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Date: 2004-10-07 11:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-10-08 10:16 am (UTC)