At the beginning of every semester Neera and I wrestle with the time tables. The time tables are a hassle because every one has their own take on it. It need not, of course, be this way but it is. What can you do if a senior faculty throws a tantrum just because I shifted his course from 11am to 12 in the afternoon.
"But it has always been held at 11am on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays."
That is it. There is no reprieve. So I quietly change the time table to accommodate him.
Then there are others:
"I can not take a class before 10 because I have to get my daughter to school, get the house cleaned...And I have to pick my daughter up at 11.30am."
Another will tell you:
"I can take classes only 12 in the afternoon on Tuesdays and Thursdays."
It is like as if someone is holding a gun at your temples.
Worse are the 9.00am slots.
"Do you really expect me to come at 9.00 am?" asked a faculty incredulously, when I scheduled his classes for 9.00 am.
Fortunately, there are few understanding souls who will not utter a word of complaint. There are also few very nice faculty who insist that they will teach the 9.00am slot.
"I like to get over the teaching in the morning. So please put me in there."
So keeping these permutations and combinations I dish out a Time Table every semester that often pleases no one other than me.
This semester Neera and I consulted each other.
"We need to make the time table," I reminded her.
She made a face and took an instantaneous decision:
"Use the last year's schedule. The courses have not changed, have they?"
So we have recirculated last year's time table. I remember vividly how unhappy some of the faculty were. I am now waiting for the fireworks to begin.
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