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Byebye, Vocal Jazz

Permalink 05/01/07 at 05:57:06 pm, by Ed, 216 words   English (US)
Categories: Work

I met with the Vocal Jazz ensemble for the last time today. Of course, I will be back next year, but not full time, due to classes. We're actually getting things organized finally, and taking inventories, and hopefully labeling things soon so we know what's ours when we go elsewhere with their own audio equipment.

The vocal jazz singers really try to be helpful, and try to make things go quicker, but that means that, in the end, we end up stealing 10 cables that aren't ours no matter how well I try to explain to them to NOT TOUCH THE CABLES UNTIL I SAY SO and to ONLY TAKE THE ONES CONNECTED TO YOUR VERY OWN MICROPHONE, AND THAT'S ALL. But somebody is always not paying attention or doing something else at the time, and so we end up with way more coming out than going in.

Which is not necessarily a bad thing from my point of view. But when the vocal jazz ensemble starts being called thieves, it starts to reflect poorly on the university.

But I don't really care about that, so much. It's the last week of school, for Pete's sake! Why should I care about that!? Now, I just have to figure out where I'm moving in less than two weeks...

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