“Are you a last-minute Lucy like me? That means waiting until the day something is due to work on an assignment. Or to ask for help? I have absolutely been in your shoes. And not that long ago. Do you need help with formatting? Or APA 7? Or time management? Or just need someone to vent to? I can do all that and more.
I have added different dates and times (including weekends) to help you with your needs.”
This was an announcement that I wrote yesterday about expanded hours for my TA side gig that I am working this summer. The idea is that the student would email the person in the sign-up genius about taking one of the slots. And then me, as the TA, would set up a Zoom meeting and meet with the student virtually and address any items they are struggling with.
I’ve had two good meetings with students about assignments.
TWO!
In the four weeks I’ve been doing this!
I am not sure what more I can do, besides sit by the email, waiting for someone to reach out.
I am not sure what the hesitancy is on the student’s side.
They won’t be tracked. Much.
These are established nurses in an RN to BSN bridge program.
I know, because I do it too, that nurses are hesitant to reach out.
Because we are the ones in the white hats.
It is not a sign of failure to use every avenue to aid in passing.
But I know that people will feel judged. If it is only by themselves.
Trust me.
I know.
We all a little help sometimes.
The Beatles said it best “we all need a little help from our friends.”
Consider me your friend.
That’s why I am here, waiting by the email.
Waiting.
Y’all know I have a hatred of being paid for doing little. It is the nurse in me.
Dispatches from the Evening Shift 