|the ballad of the midterm
||[Apr. 8th, 2002|07:54 pm]
So today was the day we got our midterms back in my one class, Programming Languages. All sorts of things run through my head while these types of things are being handed back. What if my programs didn't compile for some reason? What if I just had no clue what I was doing? What if my e-mail never got sent?|
He finished handing out the tests, and I found myself the only student in the class without one. I asked about this, and he said, "Did you get my e-mail?" Well, the answer to that question is no, because I spent the entire day at Tivoli's Barton Springs location, walking sales engineers from all over the world through an install of our product.
Here's the e-mail:
I'm recording midterm exam grades, and realized that I did not receive
an email exam submission from you. I do have an email question I
received from you before the exam due date, but in searching through my
inbox and the exam submission folder to which I saved all the emailed
exams, I do not have one for you. Sometimes, Internet emailers will drop
emails that have large attachments, and it may be the case that you sent
the exam but I did not receive it because the email was lost along the
Can you confirm that you submitted an exam? If so, please bring
hardcopies of all your files to class today.
Needless to say, I didn't bring hardcopies to class. Whoops. Anyhow, as with most things lately, I took it in stride, and at least achieved some satisfaction from the fact that everything he went over in the midterm during class seemed to be in accord with my answers.
After class, I went to work (after a brief stop off to visit Mindy Leigh, Nicole, and The Flat One) and opened up my "sent" folder. There I discovered my mistake. I had sent the midterm to an @mail.utexas.edu address rather than an @cs.utexas.edu address. I can only chalk this up to my extreme sleep deprevation when I was completing the midterm.
A forward and a response later, I had everything squared away, and was informed that there would be no penalty (except for my own shame). 30 minutes after that, I received my grade. I made a 90, which was 2 points below average. This makes me happy, which is hilarious in and of itself.