It ended.
Any dwindling hopes I might’ve had to fit in, to be one of the guys, to somehow bond with my classmates, was shot down on Monday when I aced the first of the nine (9?) tests (seven written and two driving) required to get my CDL and drive these big motherfuckers.
Actually, it wasn’t the acing of the stupid test- it was the instructor telling the ENTIRE class that I was the only one who’d done it that finally and definitively sunk me.
Hooded eyes slashed at me and tattooed knuckles wrenched calloused hands and I thought, Oh just fucking super.
Thanks sooooo much.
Hello segregated loneliness.
Man I hope I don’t get beat up.
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Well…congrats on acing the test. I bet the teacher made a big deal about it too…bosses and teachers always seem to do that when you really don’t want them too. You might want to watch out for wedgies too.
The simplicity of the tests astound me. I wish they harder. They SHOULD be harder.
HA THE TEACHER ANNOUNCED IT, BECAUSE NOT ONLY DID YOU ACE IT, YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE TO TURN IN A LEGIBLE PAPER! HE WAS HAPPY TO HAVE SOMETHING HE COULD READ, BUT GET THE ANSWERS CORRECT TOO!!! SLOW DOWN BIG FELLA!! THEY’RE GONNA BE WAITING FOR YOU AROUND THE CORNER. ONE THING STUPID FUCK REDNECK TRASH SHIT KNOW IS HOW TO “FIX” THE GRADING CURVE!! KNOW WHAT I MEAN EUGENE!!! CONGRATS!!!
Why are you yelling at me?
–>What do you call the person who graduated last in his class from medical school?
Doctor.
They’ll all get there too.
I know and I agree, but dig it, there are differences.
Is the doctor that graduated last the one you want working on your kid?
He got to wherever he’s at. Sloppily.
Smart is hot.
Did you evacuate?