Tutoring day 1

  Well folks here it is the very first semester I ever tutored anyone in my life--aside from teaching my nephews to fish or something. No by tutoring I mean academically; which for me is a flat-out miracle. Unfortunately no one needed help so far, but I do pass the word along about who, when, and what we as tutors can do for people in the Learning Center. 
   The one thing I find funny, not to mention cool is the major irony of this whole situation me a tutor for math of all things I say that, because I was thrown out of all my math classes when I was in high school. I only got math credit because of my food trades class. In high school I was a joke of a student with no real prospects for the future let alone in my mind; brains enough to be a tutor or student teacher if you will. 
   As I continue to think of it more and more I am really excited to see what I am made of. I believe this is the challenge I been looking for a while now. I will do my very best to not let down some really great people like Kelly, Lava, Tracy, Justina, Margaret, Adam, and most of all myself.
   Now I am not worried so much about letting myself down, because I drive myself pretty hard--which is what I need. Who i am most worried about is the others. Kelly, and Lava I don't want to let down, because they have taken a chance on me; with good reason .I have worked hard, and they have seen my progress to this point; so they must see I have some skills to bring to the table. We now come to my fellow tutors. I especially do not want to let them down, because they are the ones who helped me get to the level I am at both in my writing, as well as my math. Especially my math.
    I consider each one of these wonderful people my co-workers, my bosses, but most importantly these people are my friends. I will miss all my fellow tutors when they graduate this summer. I am trying to absorb all I can from these great people--for they my training wheels come of next semester, and I the veteran, as my buddy Justina had said. Boy I hope I do well enough to continue next semester. I may even put my hat in the ring for being a mentor. Who knows what my future holds, I just know it will be good.

Bitch, piss, and moan

    I was driving along today, going home to get a bit of munch, and just as I was passing into Barre from Montpelier; I drive by a state trooper who was blatantly driving one handed while talking on his cell phone. 
    Now I am a firm believer that authority figures-- such troopers are--should lead by example! I almost called and reported him, but I didn't have his plate number, because it was so covered with dirt I couldn't read it--which is yet another illegal thing about this ass wipe.
    It pisses me off when I see those fuck heads do shit like that, because you know if they saw me doing it you had better god damn well believe they would have me on the side of the road in a heartbeat--extorting money, or as they call it giving out tickets.
      I tell you if I could have pulled him over; boy that would be a trip. Me walk up to his car, and him the same sh peal he gives to his victims. Ask him "do you know why I pulled you over?"he would then retort "nope," and i would then scream "because your a fucking asshole, and you were on your cell phone."
    The laws must apply to everyone, or they protect no one. This was just one example of the negligent shit I seen these pricks do behind the wheel. I have to say that most cops are terrible drivers who never obey traffic laws. Face it who is going to say shit to them--aside from me that is (HaHaHa), but then again I thrive on being an asshole to fuckers like that prick.
      So in short if you see a cop doing illegal shit then report them. They are not above the law! Here endeth the lesson.