I’ve barely committed myself to doing a blog and I’m already skipping out on days? I admit I have a terrible work ethic. I don’t know where I got it from both of my parents work and they work hard. My mom consistently spends one to two hours at the office after she should have left, often it is four or five. My dad, a teacher, is the same. He signs himself up for every seminar or session that the school district might have. He never says no to the positions that his principal and other teachers volunteer him for. Before he taught he spent his days at the office and a great deal of his nights at home doing appraisals of agricultural land for a bank that could care less for him. His work was immaculate and often went into great depth, a depth that was unnecessary but which he did anyway.
But what have been the rewards for all my parents hard work? My dad, at the bank where he once worked was passed up time and time again for advancement, even though he was more qualified than other applicants and had a perfect performance record, For all this effort he was eventually layed off and his retirement fund cut to ribbons, leaving him at the age of 40, with a wife 3 children, a mortgage, no secure financial future and 20 years of his life wasted. My mom? She too has little to look forward to, her late unpaid hours at this point are expected of her. If she doesn’t put in the time pro bono someone else can be found who will.
On the other hand we have the fantastic example of our current President George W. Bush. A man who as far as I and anyone else can tell has never worked for anything in his life. He is the leader of the most powerful nation on the planet, perhaps the most powerful in history. Is he doing a good job at it? Not particularly but that is beside the point really. The point is, that he didn’t work for it, and he certainly didn’t work hard at it. No, this man has been handed everything he has ever had and instead of working with it he has quickly destroyed it and moved on to the next “toy”
George W. Bush is just one example of the people who get ahead in life, not by labor or an ethic of any sort but by dumb luck and the avoidance of responsibility. So why should I commit myself to much to this blog? It’s not as if hard work at the craft of writing or dedication to a cause or ideal will bring me anything in life.
No, if I have learned anything here it is that, recognition will only be dispensed to me by powers completely beyond my control and that once I do receive it, I will have do nothing to continue to deserve it. In fact my best bet would be to trash it and hope for no expect new and better things to come my way.
Last Wednesday was my midterm for my Roman culture class. I got an A on the final but my grade isn’t what I wanted to write about here. The class is twice a week from 6 to 8 PM. The schedule insures that a great deal of the time the people whose names are on the roll are only in class during tests. This is complicated by the professor, who seems to lack basic organizational scales. This is her first year here at UCD, but she has been teaching a number of years at Santa Barbara. Despite her professional history she can’t come to class on time, nor can she prepare her tests.
Wednesday night I come to class at 6:15, I can do this because I know she is not going to be there. I sit in the back of the class and talk with some of the friends I have made in the class expecting her to be in around twenty after. At 6:26 one of the other professors from the classics department comes in to tell us that she is having problems with the copier but will be in soon. More times passes and then some more. If I knew the midterm wasn’t today I would have left. UCD has a policy saying students can leave the class, if the teacher does not show up after a reasonable amount of time (generally 15 to 20 minutes) without penalty.
At 6:57 she stumbles into the room! Complaining and explaining all at the same time about copiers and toner and computer complications. The bottom line is simple. It takes her another 15 minutes to hand out the midterm and “give directions”. It is a simple scantron the same type of quiz that those of us who have gone through public school have been taking since 3rd grade! Needless to say the instructions are overly complicated and unnecessary, no one in the room needed to know that the circle had to be completely filled in with a number 2 pencil. But she felt this knowledge was crucial…
It took me 10 minutes to take the midterm. A midterm that had no number 8, 15, 31,32, or 37. Three of the questions only had options A, B, and D?
I don’t know what to say? This is what I am paying three thousand dollars a quarter for? I hope she does phenomenal research because Lord knows the Regents couldn’t have hired her for her pedagogical abilities.
I suppose one is in order. My name is Jonathon Howard. As the subtitle of the page says. I’m a student at UC Davis in California. I’m a classical civilizations major and history minor. I’ll be graduating this spring. What comes next for me? I really don’t know. I haven’t applied to graduate school though that is on the agenda. I just do not know if I want to do that right now or not. This seems an inappropriate time and space to start going into the gritty details of my life. I can assure you that those will come up in due time.
As college is the primary focus of my life, I’m going to be filling this space with my observations on college life, campus politics, student/student relationships and student/professor relationships. I’m not much of a party person, so don’t expect drunken rants or posts. Though I might blog about the party scene here and other entertainment topics for college students.
I work at a Borders bookstore. I will most definitely be talking about my experiences there, mostly because I spend a great deal of my time there and secondly because they way business is run there seems insane to me. I’ll have plenty of stories to share and I’m positive more will develop as time progresses.
My family, I love them but they don’t get me. Which isn’t that big of a surprise as I don’t really get them. I love them regardless, and they reciprocate. You’ll eventually learn all about them.
Various and sundry other topics will arise from time to time. This is really a tabula rasa and I intend to fill it without all sorts of things.
I’m not quite as computer savvy as I could be. HTML is something I never bothered with. So putting interesting things in the sidebar and such is going to be a learning exercise for me. Bear with me.
I don’t know how to get people reading your blog, though I’d love for them to do so. I hope genuine dialogue (monologue, at first) and good writing is enough. I’ll see as time goes on though. Perhaps links and commenting on others would help… I don’t know. If you have any ideas, send them my way! Oh, and Welcome!