I Took Classes Like This
Sound is mandatory. Not offensive, but don’t play at work (especially if you work in the education field).
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I had classes like that, too. Only they went more like:
PICKLE PICKLE: Pickle Pickle Pickle
Pickle pickle pickle pickles, pickle pickle pickle pickle pickle pickles….
And they didn’t have Powerpoint back then. Just chalkboards and overhead projectors.
Went to a small business seminar a few weeks ago at the local CC that was just like that except the guy kept saying "blah, blah, blah, blahblahblah…". I thought I was losing my mind but the guy behind me asked if he was hearing it correctly *giggles*
It sort of sounded like Charlie Brown’s home room teacher………
RYC: Pig Pig: Pig Pig Pig
i’ve had jobs that required attending such classes…
You should also warn people not to watch that while eating a bowl of cereal in front of their computer…
Brilliant! Definitely reminds me of a few seminars I’ve been to too 🙂
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