Interesting day.
Well, I was thinking about something as I worked on my circuits homework today, and a friend of mine were joking about how funny the situation would be, especially if you had a camera man filming it from outside and a narrator. But, since I don't have easy access to a camera man or... other things (I don't want to spoil it for you), then I decided to write the situation out. So, behold, during my math class (since I really wasn't understanding anything) I wrote it out on my palm (YAY for having discovered a good new use for pocket Word!).
Enough parentheticals for you? ;)
Anyway, without further ado:
Josh typed the numbers into his calculator. This was, it seemed, the fortieth time he had performed this calculation. For some reason he just could not get the right answer, even though his friends had gotten it easily. He even had gone so far as to follow their same methods to the tee; the answer still had come out wrong.
He finished punching in the numbers and pushed the divide key. The answer that came out was definitely not the right one. If anything, it was farther off. He simply stared at the number on the calculator screen as his eye started to twitch.
Then something snapped.
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There were several passersby on the sidewalk outside the Clyde Engineering Building. One of them happened to look over at just the right time to see an interesting scene.
The lobby was a popular place for engineering students to do their homework. Large windows lined the outside wall, allowing an observer to easily see the entire inside of the room. The sight that greeted this particular observer was a little bit shocking.
One of the students on the south side of the room had gotten to his feet, his arms raised above his head and was shaking his fists wildly in the air. He looked to be screaming at the top of his lungs, though no sound penetrated the glass. All the other students in the room had looked up in confusion at the event and were staring. Then the enraged student picked up the table in front of him and hurled it across the room, sending it crashing into the far wall. Soon other tables, chairs, and even a couple of students were flying through the air in all directions. There was a mass rush for the exit, the terrified students trying to escape as the room was furiously ripped apart.
The bystander simply shook his head and, turning to leave, sighed to himself, "No wonder they say engineering is hard. Putting up with crazy people all the time must be stressfull."
Well, I thought that any of you who had any experience with engineering, math, or physics homework (among other types), frustrating jobs, or just plain old-fashioned stress would find this amusing, so I thought I'd post it. I'd appreciate any comments :)
Enough parentheticals for you? ;)
Anyway, without further ado:
Josh typed the numbers into his calculator. This was, it seemed, the fortieth time he had performed this calculation. For some reason he just could not get the right answer, even though his friends had gotten it easily. He even had gone so far as to follow their same methods to the tee; the answer still had come out wrong.
He finished punching in the numbers and pushed the divide key. The answer that came out was definitely not the right one. If anything, it was farther off. He simply stared at the number on the calculator screen as his eye started to twitch.
Then something snapped.
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There were several passersby on the sidewalk outside the Clyde Engineering Building. One of them happened to look over at just the right time to see an interesting scene.
The lobby was a popular place for engineering students to do their homework. Large windows lined the outside wall, allowing an observer to easily see the entire inside of the room. The sight that greeted this particular observer was a little bit shocking.
One of the students on the south side of the room had gotten to his feet, his arms raised above his head and was shaking his fists wildly in the air. He looked to be screaming at the top of his lungs, though no sound penetrated the glass. All the other students in the room had looked up in confusion at the event and were staring. Then the enraged student picked up the table in front of him and hurled it across the room, sending it crashing into the far wall. Soon other tables, chairs, and even a couple of students were flying through the air in all directions. There was a mass rush for the exit, the terrified students trying to escape as the room was furiously ripped apart.
The bystander simply shook his head and, turning to leave, sighed to himself, "No wonder they say engineering is hard. Putting up with crazy people all the time must be stressfull."
Well, I thought that any of you who had any experience with engineering, math, or physics homework (among other types), frustrating jobs, or just plain old-fashioned stress would find this amusing, so I thought I'd post it. I'd appreciate any comments :)