Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
"We Three"
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Further adventures of higher-education me...
While I was parking next to a No Parking Anytime sign on my second day at college, I met up with a delightful young man who was lamenting about the parking, and said there are 40,000 students enrolled this semester at our sweet, little community college. You know they have taken a page from the airlines, and oversold the spaces. Well, better a ticket than be late for class. My teacher for abnormal psych is a young Vietnamese woman who looks like a 12 year old gymnast. And she is delightful. Plus, she has everyone pegged already. There will be no slackers on her shift. She had each of us introduce one another, as well, but we had to stand in front of the class to do it. Madison, my partner, was a hoot and we were a hit, because we really talked. She is a Harry Potter fan. How could it get any better? The smarmy men with their little black books were still endeavoring to give them away, and not having a lot of success. These kids don't want an antidote to intelligence; they're in school to learn other stuff. Good for them. So I got my parking ticket, $40, but it was worth it. And part of that will be refunded because our political science teacher found that we had been overcharged almost $20 on the text. Another trip to the bookstore, sigh. Oh, and I opened the Campus Trial Pack (for her) I got when I bought my last text book, and found the following items: Thermasilk shampoo; ad for Proactiv acne cream; coupon for Take 5 energy bars; 75% off Cosmo; a "Join the National Guard flyer; AOL disc for 1,175 hours free; Citi VISA application, 0% APR; Dove Body Wash; a package of Top Ramen; and Colgate toothpaste. What a deal!
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