Posted about this recently. After giving it some time and discussing it with friends (who are in the profession), I've decided that I overreacted.

That overreaction itself is going to learn me something but I'm also going to have to own up to the fact that I was so upset... and figure out what she actually meant.

It's kind of a scary thought but I'm tired of spinning my wheels and if I want to get some real work done I'm gonna have to start digging in and get 'real' with my T. That includes talking to T directly and about stuff outside of my comfort zone.