I Took Classes Like This
Sound is mandatory. Not offensive, but don’t play at work (especially if you work in the education field).
Sound is mandatory. Not offensive, but don’t play at work (especially if you work in the education field).
Long time, no substantive update. That didn’t used to be the case. When The Salamander was relatively anonymous, making an entry was like poking a note into a bottle and chucking it into the Atlantic. Chances were that the note wasn’t going to be read, and if it was it would be by an anonymous…
Been an interesting few days, oh few and faithful. I know quite well that the best laid plans of mice, men and salamanders oft go astray, but somehow I continually fail to take that into account. Here is a summary of this past weekend. My six-month regular dental appointment was 8:45am Saturday. I like to…
Got (another) test tonight. It’s early afternoon in the library and I can’t concentrate. The test is theoretically on stuff I should already know from my veterinary training, but there are a few curveballs in it, and a few things I’m not sure how to handle. An example: sclerotic means “hardening”. I know it means…
… the tough pay bills, clean kitchen to aseptic operating room standards, purge the refrigerator, file, and wait on-hold with the hospital for 75 minutes. I’d say that was about my life in a nutshell today. Emphasis on the word “nut”. And no, I finally gave up and never did end up talking to anyone…
I got an interesting note yesterday from the virtual/real-life friend who spotted my diary over here. He believed I had started a new diary over here and wanted to know if I’d let him read it. As some of you may recall, his discovery of my diary over here on DD was what prompted me…
I had so much I’d intended to put into diary entries. â¢I’ve got my new computer desk set up and running. â¢I spliced additional wire onto my new stereo’s speakers so that I could set it up on the new desk the way I wanted. â¢I only have to see the doctor every three weeks…
Suddenly….
Everything makes sense to me.
Thank you.
🙂
Wow. Chicken!
ROFL!
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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