Grumble, Cuss

Let it be known, I am not a fan of the conference– of any kind.

Generally, most I’ve ever been to were a complete waste of my time.

The brilliant Dean of Nursing decided that today (technically our first day of clinicals!) would be better spent if we paid $25.00 each and drove 2 hours west to the state LPN Conference.

By God, I feel like I had to pay to be part of someone’s fracking infomercial.

My day at a glance-

1.  Some of my classmates didn’t think they could follow the road we live on to Macon.  Seriously, this highway goes straight to Macon.  You never turn off of it.  And you cannot follow that direction?  Oh yeah, I told them Deb & I were leaving at 6:00.  They show up at 5:30.  I was ready, but I don’t entertain at that time of the morning…they sat in the yard and got more & more uptight about being late.

2.  We arrived at the destination at 8:00.  I TOLD them it would only be a 2 hour drive.

3.  The instructor (not my personal instructor) who harped on us how important it was that we be on time….was late.

4.  We couldn’t enter the place until she got there and got the “ticket thing” worked out.  ??

5.  Just like a black person would notice an all-white run show, I noticed this was an all-black run show.  And not many of them had a very tight grasp on the English language.  Attention nice lady with the pink hair- IMPORTANCE & IMPOTENCE are two different words with two totally different meanings.  Oh, and the S on the end of Athens is NOT silent.

6.  Thanks Governor Sonny Perdue for the LPN Week Proclamation.  I really didn’t have to hear it read by the lady with the pink hair though.  Honest, I didn’t.

7.  What was supposed to start at 8:45 actually started at 9:30.

8.  I’m not sure why everyone on the “board” was introduced.  None of them were there.  Seriously.  Budget restraints did not allow any board member to travel to any board meeting.

Say huh?

9.  The “informative” *coughspewsputterhackcough* meeting on how to pass the NCLEX turned out to be nothing more than the woman hawking her program…which I could purchase for….$250.00.

10.  The meeting was supposed to last until 12:30, then lunch (that we paid for) was to be served at 1:00.  Well, the meeting was over at 11:00 and lunch was bumped to 2:00.

My ass was back home by 2:00.

I swear, I pray they ask my opinion of the whole shooting match come tomorrow.

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Tom
    Nov 02, 2009 @ 20:20:37

    Yep – sounds like every conference I’ve ever attended from getting there to getting back home. Only difference is mine were always several days long.

    The trick to learning something at a conference is to avoid the speakers and sit down with the other attendees who do the same thing you do and talk shop.

  2. snigsspot
    Nov 02, 2009 @ 21:54:10

    If they’d thought they could have squeezed enough blood out of us turnips to cover the hotel costs, I imagine they would have required us to stay the week.

    Hi, Tom!

  3. Old NFO
    Nov 02, 2009 @ 22:48:36

    Meh… I use conferences for networking- Unless I’m a presenter, then I go back to networking. I’ve ALWAYS gotten more done outside than I ever did inside one…

  4. Linda
    Nov 03, 2009 @ 11:56:33

    I agree with Old NFO! There is absolutely no reason for a student to go to a conference. They are for keeping up the licenses!

    At our Resp. Therapy conferences, the 2nd day used to start late, but a number of us complained about the lateness, as well as the unprofessionalism (is that a word?) that was demonstrated when the speakers were hung over. Not a pretty sight!

  5. rhodaloo
    Nov 03, 2009 @ 23:07:59

    Except for one speaker, the last conference I attended was pretty good. Surely the speaker could have found newer films than those from the 1970’s. I wanted to go back to San Antonio for this year’s conference, but, alas, the oldest son was getting married the week after the conference.

    I’m doing my best to find a conference that would combine a cruise with continuing ed.

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