|This morning, in addition to the past four Thursday mornings, was spent in a classroom. "But Dave, I thought you finished your graduate degree and are done with learning forever." You're right. Or at least I thought I was done. If it were up to me, I'd be done. Heck, if it were up to me, I'd be spending all my time and energy trying to unlearn everything. Drinking, fist-fighting, staring at the sun for hours. But no. My boss wanted me to take this class because it happens to have the same name as the department I work for. Convenient. But this class has a catch, or rather, a few catches:
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- It's absolutely not interesting (though that's not exactly surprising). Now I'll admit that I'm not interested in all aspects of my job. But there are certain parts of it that interest me. This class is not one of them.
- It's too theoretical. The teacher is a college professor, and like every college professor, he has no concept of real life. Apparently he's spent some time in the real world and gotten paid to do some real work, but it appears he's forgotten all that and gone back to his roots. Equations, proofs, examples involving ideal conditions and perfect spheres. Just give me one example where actual work was done on an actual product that had an actual outcome! Just one!
- It's for no credit. That's right. A college-level class, complete with homework and tests, of which none are graded, and at the end of which no credit is earned.