Let that be a lesson to me!
Dec. 15th, 2009 02:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trinityvixenMy desk at work is a tad cramped but is honestly a good place to get a lot of studying done. I stayed on until about 8 pm last night taking notes. Despite the hustle and bustle of the other lab, I managed to get three chapters of notes taken. I stopped at 8 pm to get food and had an epiphany--why not move to the conference room? Bigger table to spread out on, totally quiet!
Of course, as soon as I moved there, several older Latinas descended on the place. One came in at first, said "Hi," and then proceeded to make a phone call. A tad disruptive, but anyone speaking in another language gets drowned out as nonsense pretty easily. I guess her phone call summoned the other ladies because soon they were all there, at the other end of the table, picking at a piece of velvet with many pieces of gaudy jewelry on it and exclaiming loudly about it and rushing back and forth into/out of the room to fetch purses and the like. I suppose that's what they do some nights when no one is around.
Still, I stayed until 10 pm, finished off a bitch of a double-chapter (that I'm going to have to carefully review because the material is complex and we spent a lot of time on it, so he'll probably ask a billion questions on it). Aside from the Spanish shoppers, the conference room was a lovely study place. Very brightly lit, for one thing, quiet for another.
Today, I'm two chapters done, one to go, and the reviewing can then begin. Hooray for forced productivity!
Of course, as soon as I moved there, several older Latinas descended on the place. One came in at first, said "Hi," and then proceeded to make a phone call. A tad disruptive, but anyone speaking in another language gets drowned out as nonsense pretty easily. I guess her phone call summoned the other ladies because soon they were all there, at the other end of the table, picking at a piece of velvet with many pieces of gaudy jewelry on it and exclaiming loudly about it and rushing back and forth into/out of the room to fetch purses and the like. I suppose that's what they do some nights when no one is around.
Still, I stayed until 10 pm, finished off a bitch of a double-chapter (that I'm going to have to carefully review because the material is complex and we spent a lot of time on it, so he'll probably ask a billion questions on it). Aside from the Spanish shoppers, the conference room was a lovely study place. Very brightly lit, for one thing, quiet for another.
Today, I'm two chapters done, one to go, and the reviewing can then begin. Hooray for forced productivity!
