Turns out I didn't do as bad on my Accounting test as I thought. Which made it a good morning...and then I had to go to Business Law, and that's where all the fun begins...
The guy that always talks to me (we'll call him "Joe" cause I don't know his actual name) was already in class waiting for it to start. We had 15 minutes before class and I knew that once I went in he was going to start talking to me. I almost considered turning around and go find a bathroom to waste some time. But he saw me and I knew there was no turning back. So I went in and sat down and waited for him to start talking to me. 5...4...3...2...1... "So what'd you think of that Accounting test?"Bingo! He had started. The next 10 minutes it was him talking about the test in accounting, the final in business law, the test in accounting, the final in business law, etc. I don't exactly remember much about our conversation...or should I say his conversation. In my head I was having my own conversation..."Oh please stop talking, you're not saying very intelligent things. Won't you please stop talking to me? Please...? Wait...did he stop talking?!?! No...he just had to take a breath...Oh Cody where are you?!" (Cody is the other guy I sit next to. I talk to him so the other guy won't talk to me. Sometimes "Joe" just joins in our conversation, and when I say join I really mean take over. Finally Cody arrived and we started talking about random stuff, until "Joe" jumped in and started talking about video games. I was actually grateful when my professor walked in looking all frazzled like usual. I was thankful for about 2 minutes and then SHE started talking... I just can't win...
So first she gave us a worksheet. The questions were all completely different, yet all the answers were the same. Huh. Figure that one out. Then she asked a question...
"What do managers do?"
"They manage stores" One student replied.
"No, what do they do?"
"They are in charge of the store" another student said
No, what do they do?"
By this time she's laughing, smiling, and shaking her head...at the same time. She was clearly getting a kick out of this.
"What do managers do?"
"They manage a store!"
"No, what do they do?"
"They run a store"
She shakes her head/laughs/smiles and runs in place
"No, what do they do. This is running, what else do they do besides running a store." (Remember the word BESIDES because it will be important to the rest of the story.) If she didn't look crazy already she definitely did in this scene. Finally, we caught on.
"They sell stuff??"
"Right, ok so they sell stuff" And then she wrote that on the board. "What else?"
"They hire people?"
"Right, so why do they hire people?"
"To sell stuff."
"Correct, so managers don't really sell stuff , they hire people to do it for them."
(Than why would she write that the sell stuff on the board and tell us we were correct if we were actually wrong?!?!?!?!?!?!?!) We continued to come up with list and in the end we had a list of what managers DO, which was everything they need to do to run a frickin store! So what she meant when she said BESIDES running the store I'll never know...
My group member and I all looked at each other, shook our heads and left. WTF was what we were all thinking.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
2 Reasons Why I Just Might Be An Idiot
1) I told a boy that I couldn't go out with him on Sunday because I had to unclog my drains...
2) I didn't know you had to request an absentee ballot...and so I requested mine to late.
Yeah...I could probably think of more reasons but I try and forget all the stupid things I've done in my life. Those are the ones that keep gnawing at me.
2) I didn't know you had to request an absentee ballot...and so I requested mine to late.
Yeah...I could probably think of more reasons but I try and forget all the stupid things I've done in my life. Those are the ones that keep gnawing at me.
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