Every so often I have moments at my college where I wonder why i am there, in a sense that I could do more at a better school. Then there are moments where I wonder why i am there out of sheer humilation, such as today. I went from discussing why outdated literacy studies texts provided a slanted, western view of intelligence to the futile effort of trying to explain the concept of exact change only on a vending machine to an absolutely fuckwitted jock.
"Dude, it wants exact change."
"I put in a dollar."
"Yes, and it cant take dollars right now, because it doesn't have enough quarters to make change."
"But I put in a dollar. I dont know what all this exact change shit is about."
"There's a change machine around the corner, put your dollar in there, and it will give you four...."
"What the fuck, I put a dollar in. Arrgh."
This genius proceded to slam his fist into the LED screen and keypad and kicked the little door at the bottom until it was jammed shut.
I figured it probably was best not to suggest that the next time he destroys a vending machine, he might find it more productive if he simply broke the glass and took the candy.
How does someone that socially retarded get into college?!
"Dude, it wants exact change."
"I put in a dollar."
"Yes, and it cant take dollars right now, because it doesn't have enough quarters to make change."
"But I put in a dollar. I dont know what all this exact change shit is about."
"There's a change machine around the corner, put your dollar in there, and it will give you four...."
"What the fuck, I put a dollar in. Arrgh."
This genius proceded to slam his fist into the LED screen and keypad and kicked the little door at the bottom until it was jammed shut.
I figured it probably was best not to suggest that the next time he destroys a vending machine, he might find it more productive if he simply broke the glass and took the candy.
How does someone that socially retarded get into college?!