Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Sometimes I fail a student who can find an administrator to champion their cause. The odds of me prevailing in that case are about 1 in 10. It’s not a pleasant experience but at least the faculty always support me. Nice but it does no real good.
Today, I’m dealing with a student who cheated on an exam (caught looking at his phone) but he’s getting support from his advisor. Oh, our poor little scholar is a senior, he’s applying to graduate school, he has never done anything like this before and he was probably just checking the weather.
This is a new level of hassle for me. I like the advisor. He’s always seemed reasonable about students but he’s clearly taken a liking to this kid. I couldn’t give a shit about pissing off administrators (up to a point) but I don’t want to create problems with the people I work with. Much of what makes work enjoyable is being part of a friendly community. Besides, I’m vying for a promotion soon.
Well, my morning email reveals that he is calling a meeting on behalf of his advisee to discuss this with two department heads, a dean of students and, of course, yours truly.
I am resigned to losing this battle, which means that I do the happy dance if by chance I win. (Don’t worry, there won’t be any video.)