Chinese Training Torture

Today was day two of torture [sic: training]. They somehow managed to cram 15 people with laptops, 4 tables, and a projector in a 10 by 15 foot room with no windows, one door, and apparently no ventilation for 7 hours. WTF?!?!

So flash-forward a couple of hours...

I'm sitting in a 20 by 30 foot room with 20 people crammed into desks built for/by Oompa Loompas. Of course, there's still the Chinese professor with the bad accent rattling on and on about QUE-reez, While-ations, and eh-CANs (queries, violations, and accounts). I think my head is going to explode.

Education exhausts me.

In lighter news, I got nominated for the academic honor society here at school. Apparently it's reserved for the top 10% of Juniors and Senior (me being the latter) and is supposed to look impressive on my resume. All I know is that I'm obligated to pay $45 for induction and attend a reception on a Sunday afternoon while wearing my suit. Cool huh?

***NEWS FLASH***

Professor Chang (as we will call him) has just announced that he's "Werry Upset!" I guess some people were talking while he was or something. I don't know. I don't pay attention to him often.

I'd antagonize him, but I'm happy with my "A" and don't want to change that.


***BREAKING NEWS***

Professor Chang just had an epiphany: "If you try to go both ways, after some struggle, eventually you will figure out which way is better for you."

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