Algebra is taught by a bit of a good old boy who has been teaching long enough that he doesn't entirely follow the departmental decisions on how things should be taught. As a result, sometimes he gives us very easy ways of doing things and sometimes he's a little convoluted. Mostly, the last three classes (it's a M-Th class that didn't meet Monday because of the holiday) has been a review of stuff. Some of it I knew, some I hadn't thought about in almost 20 years. The good news is that the homework is optional and gives extra credit on tests. The bad news is that there is a lot of it. I didn't pace myself properly and found myself realizing that there is no possible way I could finish it all without my wife and daughter disappearing for a couple of days. Lesson learned. I will pace myself better for the next week. First test in on Tuesday. I think I'll do alright but I still need to grind a few things into my noggin a little harder. More than likely, this will be the best test result I'll have in the class and I might need it to keep up an average. I'm not shooting for As, mind you, but knocking it out of the park while you can may save you when you're struggling.
As an aside, I thought for a few days about adding a new feature: stupid shit I hear students say. I've already noted a few things that made me inwardly chuckle but, for the most part, I'm probably just being a grognard over here. However, I do feel I should mention the kid who said "If you don't have a college degree, you're fucked for life." Kid, you don't know the half of it. And by that, I mean "You don't know shit." Pie hole shut your <--- Unscramble this to make a sentence.<p> My English Comp Class is online. Most of the other students are older folks who are trying to get educations to get better jobs or what not, though there are a few younger students who are just knocking out a class over the summer. Most of the assignments are geared to someone who has never written anything before. As a result, there's probably not one that I couldn't do in an hour's time. Every assignment combined is supposed to be a minimum 3500 words. Could I just write a 3500 word paper and get it over in one fell swoop? Please?
The interesting part about this is that there is a discussion forum in which we can take part for extra credit. Everyone want those extra points so they do. And from reading their posts, I have realized two things. First, none of these people have ever read anything in their lives. Second, none of them have ever debated anything on an online forum. I was hoping for a little lively back and forth to make this interesting and not just a chore to get a few extra points, but that's not going to happen. Right now, I feel like the guy who brought a baseball bat to a pillow fight. I'm going to turn it down a little in the hopes I don't scare someone or harm a fragile ego. That and I also have to remember that I'm just a student here. It would suck to screw up badly because I think I know so much more than everyone else. Humility mode ACTIVATE!
Really? REALLY?!? What a bunch of pigfuckers! My kingdom to see some of these guys get laid off and then find a job after! In fact, you know what I would love? I would love to have a job in Human Resources somewhere so that when someone comes to apply for a job, maybe I can show them just a little bit of dignity. Maybe someone can walk away from the process feeling as if they are at least valued as human fucking beings.
As for the job interviews I recently underwent, I do not believe that I have gotten any of them. I was supposed to be contacted within two weeks. One of them I have received the thanks but no thanks letter. The other, well I assume that they would have given me the honor of a phone call if I had gotten it. In the words of Robbie Nevil, "C'est la vie, c'est la vie! That's just the way it goes. That's RIGHT!"
Dredlock Girl, my sister in law, had a car-be-que a couple nights ago. She was going to pick up her fiancee, Zombie Guy, at work when a pedicab driver flag her down to tell her her car was on fire. Apparently the fuel pump was leaking and something ignited. She had noticed the smell of gasoline in the car for the last couple of weeks but did nothing about it. That doesn't surprise me. This is the same person who got an engine replaced because she didn't know to get the oil changed. Apparently 4 years without an oil change will ruin an engine. And now, 2 years later, this. May I say, however, that Kias are pretty sturdy cars. For their lowest level, crappiest model to take that kind of punishment for 6 years is quite a testament.
Few weeks ago, as part of the Despoina Pedigree Project, I went down to the county clerk's office to look at some archival stuff. Learned a really interesting thing. Apparently, my grand mother married my grand father in 1943. Apparently, she had been married twice before that. She married one guy in 1936 and divorced and then married another guy (I assume in another county because the marriage certificate wasn't on file here) and divorced him. Scandalous! Or not...
And that's about it for now. Gotta go over some algebra while the Despoina naps.
That is all.
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