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Too Late, Trotsky is part blog, part journal, and completely pointless.Following
In class the other day, we got our midterm exams back. The professor gave us some time in class to correct our answers so we could go over them as a class. One of the questions was a “define this term, then explain how it works” kind of thing. As we went over the answers, as usual, our professor got sidetracked and gave us all a life tip.
He explained (I’m paraphrasing here) that if a question starts with a term, define the fuck out of it. If you don’t, you’re basically telling the person grading the answer that, right off the bat, you have no idea what you’re talking about. This takes away from your argument and you look like an idiot.
He’s right. Sometimes I’ll answer a question without defining the terms right at the beginning, and halfway through I’ll realize I’m just bullshitting. It hasn’t hurt me too much just yet, but I’m getting to the point where I actually need to know what I’m talking about.
But until then, I’ll stick with the bullshit.
Next time someone asks me if there’s anything they can do while I’m throwing up, I’m asking for their hat and puking in it, end of story. What a stupid question.
Just so everyone knows, it’s the second week of October.
You wouldn’t be able to tell by stepping outside, though. The normally brisk and chilly morning air is unusually humid and stuffy.
And by that I mean the temperature is in the 70’s and 80’s when it should be in the 50’s.
It seems that Mother Nature never got the memo about it being autumn now.
So what’s the deal? In an office, continued failure to comply with company regulations would get you fired. I think it’s time we issued Ms. Nature a warning. Another mishap like this and she’s getting shit-canned, so to speak.
Seriously, Ms. Nature. File those TPS reports or we’re going to have to let you go.