Well, after a couple of days back in classes and now that I had more time to observe my “competition” in a natural, class room setting, I have noticed even more things about my “competition” here at school. (For clarification about what I consider my competition, please see the first part of this post simply entitled:”Back To School.”)
1. In my last post, I said something about how college age girls look like little children trying to play “dress up” in their mother’s clothes, I’ve noticed that there are is a disproportionately large number of college age girls (between the ages of 18-23) who are married or are engaged. Even my younger sister has joined this fad.
Not there is nothing wrong with being married, per se, but the feminist dictum back when I was growing up was that it was proper for women to wait till after graduation to get married. (Though it was okay for girls to get engaged while they were still in school.) Gloria Steinem must be shaking her head in failure somewhere.
2. Why is it that no matter where I sit on the first day of class, there is always some loud mouth, very talkative girl that sits next to me and then bitches to me, a complete stranger, about how hard/busy her class schedule/life is? Yeah, I know that I am old and stuff, but do I happen to look like a kindly, approachable, guidance counselor or something? Because if I do, could someone please give me some tips on how not to look like one for future reference?
I know what some of you may be thinking: maybe that girl is just interested in you and wants to go out with you, you fucking self centered dumb-ass. Let me tell you that from prior experience, that your statement is false. They talk to ol’ jareddriskill just because they just want someone to bitch about their problems to besides their dimwitted husbands, or husbands to be, depending on what their martial status may happen to be.
3. Let jareddriskill let you on a little secret. On the first day of class, the professor will go over the class syllabus and if he or she says ” I base all my tests/exams on the class-notes…” Don’t buy the book. You’ll save yourself a shitload of moolah.
4. I saw a poster for a back to school rap concert that my school is throwing that made me feel really, really old when I saw it. The slogan of the poster said “Last of the 80’s Babies.” I sat there and thought about that slogan for a minute and indeed, it is accurate, because people who were born in 1989 are now old enough to be freshmen in college. Damn, I was 13 in 1989! Calgon, take me away!
(If you didn’t get the calgon reference in that last sentence, then you are just aren’t old enough, and thus, part of the problem.)
Don’t trust anyone under 30!
jareddriskill
