......said the walrus to the carpenter
In Mgmt today we did a survival game that consisted of 15 objects in which we had to place in descending order of importance while lost in the desert. It was quite entertaining to find out that if I was lost in the desert with these certain 15 items, I would have died in less than a day.
Knowing my luck, I'm sure a day is too much time to give one like myself the oppurtunity to be killed or make with an unfortunate accident like being struck by a falling sagauro cactus.
My Info Systems class wasn't in the slightest measurement interesting. I often find myself taking mind out of body trips or mumbling obsenities while staring at the clock. My instructor is from Vietnam and all he talks about is how he travels back and forth from there to the states and how wonderfully easy it is to grade papers on the internet. Seriously, class began with this very discussion and I will not be surprised if next weeks class will also. He was showing us an internet website contries with the highest production rate ordered 1-158.
Prof:"Noh.. whey is India..hmmm.."
Rick:"Oh.. its right underneath Chile, see.. #90."
Prof:"....India...India..."
Rick:"Underneath Chile......?"
Prof:"..pfht! (muttered words in Vietnamese)"
RICK!: "MARCO!?.. Down and to the left!"
I am beginning to think that my instructor grew up in a small village where he was beaten everyday with the shoes he was forced to make because every other word out of his mouth is Vietnam. He could have a conversation with himself just talking about fax machines and how they have saved the industrial world.
I'm gonna take a break and shoot someone.. ^[]^ Haaaasta CHALUPA!
Knowing my luck, I'm sure a day is too much time to give one like myself the oppurtunity to be killed or make with an unfortunate accident like being struck by a falling sagauro cactus.
My Info Systems class wasn't in the slightest measurement interesting. I often find myself taking mind out of body trips or mumbling obsenities while staring at the clock. My instructor is from Vietnam and all he talks about is how he travels back and forth from there to the states and how wonderfully easy it is to grade papers on the internet. Seriously, class began with this very discussion and I will not be surprised if next weeks class will also. He was showing us an internet website contries with the highest production rate ordered 1-158.
Prof:"Noh.. whey is India..hmmm.."
Rick:"Oh.. its right underneath Chile, see.. #90."
Prof:"....India...India..."
Rick:"Underneath Chile......?"
Prof:"..pfht! (muttered words in Vietnamese)"
RICK!: "MARCO!?.. Down and to the left!"
I am beginning to think that my instructor grew up in a small village where he was beaten everyday with the shoes he was forced to make because every other word out of his mouth is Vietnam. He could have a conversation with himself just talking about fax machines and how they have saved the industrial world.
I'm gonna take a break and shoot someone.. ^[]^ Haaaasta CHALUPA!