Let us choose how to work!
Colin McGlinchey
Issue date: 2/8/10 Section: Op-Ed
Wow! Was that a Super Bowl or what? I can't believe it's already over. Somehow it feels like it hasn't even happened yet as I sit here and write this.
My favorite part was when that guy caught the ball and then ran towards the end zone. And then at the end, when the coach got the Gator-Aid dumped on him? Hilarious. Almost thought they weren't going to do it this year. Of course, The Who were great at half time with Pete Townshend doing the windmill and all that.
And what about the commercials? They were so funny! Like that one that aired this year. You know, the one for the thing when the guy was all like "Woah! You should all buy this good/ service!"
Compelling.
Yes sir, we can all learn a thing or two from the team that won that momentous game. I won't mention the name of the team that won, of course, because it would only be insulting your intelligence to do so… or something. Of course, the lesson that I'm talking about here, boys and girls, is the wonders of team work.
Now, this may shock you, coming so fast on the heels of my quasi-needy bus-rant from last week, but I'm not much for the team work, at least not as far as classes are concerned anyway. It wouldn't be quite accurate for me to refer to myself as a "lone wolf" due to my passive, lethargic nature and overall lack of anything resembling a killer instinct.
I think my true counterpart from the animal kingdom would be a sea gull. I'm kind of interesting and funny at first, but things quickly switch gears into painfully irritating the longer I hang around. Eventually it gets to the point where you just throw your French fries off into the distance for me to chase while you run screaming in the opposite direction.
Yeah, lone seagull, that's me. Irritating and sort of useless. Like a Disney Channel star once they hit seventeen.
Bird tangents aside, let's get back to my original point about team work, or as it's called the classroom: group work. If you're anything like me--- I wouldn't wish such a thing on anyone--- a lightning bolt tore across the sky and the lights flickered on and off as you read that sentence.
My favorite part was when that guy caught the ball and then ran towards the end zone. And then at the end, when the coach got the Gator-Aid dumped on him? Hilarious. Almost thought they weren't going to do it this year. Of course, The Who were great at half time with Pete Townshend doing the windmill and all that.
And what about the commercials? They were so funny! Like that one that aired this year. You know, the one for the thing when the guy was all like "Woah! You should all buy this good/ service!"
Compelling.
Yes sir, we can all learn a thing or two from the team that won that momentous game. I won't mention the name of the team that won, of course, because it would only be insulting your intelligence to do so… or something. Of course, the lesson that I'm talking about here, boys and girls, is the wonders of team work.
Now, this may shock you, coming so fast on the heels of my quasi-needy bus-rant from last week, but I'm not much for the team work, at least not as far as classes are concerned anyway. It wouldn't be quite accurate for me to refer to myself as a "lone wolf" due to my passive, lethargic nature and overall lack of anything resembling a killer instinct.
I think my true counterpart from the animal kingdom would be a sea gull. I'm kind of interesting and funny at first, but things quickly switch gears into painfully irritating the longer I hang around. Eventually it gets to the point where you just throw your French fries off into the distance for me to chase while you run screaming in the opposite direction.
Yeah, lone seagull, that's me. Irritating and sort of useless. Like a Disney Channel star once they hit seventeen.
Bird tangents aside, let's get back to my original point about team work, or as it's called the classroom: group work. If you're anything like me--- I wouldn't wish such a thing on anyone--- a lightning bolt tore across the sky and the lights flickered on and off as you read that sentence.
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