An Inspiration for the Ways that I will Never Ever Choose to be
I'm in the labs at uni doing more XP and there's a VB tutorial on. This guy a few seats away from me seems like an asshole. I mean, I don't know him at all but just seeing the way he acts and speaks tells me I won't enjoy his company.
The tutor's roaming the room, helping people with their questions, and this dude is constantly calling his attention; which is fair enough, VB is a shit language. The thing is, he's being an arrogant prick. The tutor, from what I can tell, is being completely helpful (of course, not to the point of giving him the answer). The dude's tactless, demanding, challenging (as in questioning the tutor's advice) and just down-right rude.
There's a Buddhist tenet about humility and learning that goes something like "Be thankful for guidance." (it was phrased more meaningfully than that).
Looking at him, he looks like a wannabe preppy yuppie with a Beckham-style hairdo.
I hanging for a cigarette, so I ask the tutor if he'd mind my laptop for a few minutes. The Hair Dude looks up and stares at me, like he heard something important. Fear for me and mine aside, I get the impression that this guy is the type that would lie, cheat and steal to get what he wants.
Meh.
I guess I have a picture of who I am and who I want to be and this guy is just going the total opposite direction. Live and let live.
The tutor's roaming the room, helping people with their questions, and this dude is constantly calling his attention; which is fair enough, VB is a shit language. The thing is, he's being an arrogant prick. The tutor, from what I can tell, is being completely helpful (of course, not to the point of giving him the answer). The dude's tactless, demanding, challenging (as in questioning the tutor's advice) and just down-right rude.
There's a Buddhist tenet about humility and learning that goes something like "Be thankful for guidance." (it was phrased more meaningfully than that).
Looking at him, he looks like a wannabe preppy yuppie with a Beckham-style hairdo.
I hanging for a cigarette, so I ask the tutor if he'd mind my laptop for a few minutes. The Hair Dude looks up and stares at me, like he heard something important. Fear for me and mine aside, I get the impression that this guy is the type that would lie, cheat and steal to get what he wants.
Meh.
I guess I have a picture of who I am and who I want to be and this guy is just going the total opposite direction. Live and let live.