I was watching television the other day, and I saw a word pop up on the screen. Scantron. I stared at the screen. I know that word! Where do I know that word from? Is it some sort of tech firm that I read about in the news? After the commercial had long gone from the screen, I still sat there wondering.
Five minutes later, mouth still hanging open in stupidity, I realized. Scantron is that test format, where you fill out the bubbles with a #2 pencil. That just shows how long I have been out of school.
I miss school. While it often times seems pointless, that’s also the best part. There are no responsibilities. You don’t have to worry about anything but making new friends and seeing how much punishment your liver can take. Although it was fun, I remember thinking how hard it was to show up to class and take tests.
If I had a time machine, I’d go back in time and slap my whiney ass up side the head. Then I’d warn myself of the grim future, and advise myself to stay in school as long as possible. Also, I’d have to make sure I took a job at the time machine factory.