Wednesday, September 08, 2004
School Daze
Let’s get away from the ranting for a minute and enjoy one of life’s entertaining little coincidences. Our clerk at work is taking classes at the local state university and one of those classes currently is called “Leisure and Contemporary Recreation,” as far as I recall. Really, that’s what he’s studying, and I wrote down the class title but I can’t find my little book so I’m going on memory. The point is, the class has a big volume of required reading, what we called a “bulk pack” when I was a lad - hundreds of pages of photocopied articles and exerpts. He had it out, closed, on his desk a few days ago, and when I saw it I did a double take. “Is that a textbook?,” I asked incredulously. “Yeah,” he chuckled in response, “the teacher even made a joke about it at the first class.” I nodded and moved on with my serious important business. I didn’t have the time at that particular moment to immerse myself in a weighty tome like that, with its title emblazoned across its front, identifying, perhaps, a class catalogue offering in the “recreation” department, or maybe something more diverting: “REC 420”.
Dude, when I was in school, that was considered “extracurricular.” I’m considering auditing this one for extra credit now. Maybe get a little tutoring too.... after a week like this one I could use a nice tute. Or two.
