Getting My MBA

Well, this is it I guess. Loans have been signed, tuition has been paid, I’ve got my parking pass and my textbook ($106!) and I’ve seen the building.

Deep breath.

I used to run the 400m dash in track. The worst part of that was, of course, the last 100m where it felt like I was running uphill through molasses in double gravity with legs made of soft floppy rubber dragging a steam locomotive behind me. But the other worst part was that brief period between “get set” and the gunshot. It was anticipation of the wind in my face and the fear of the last 100m. It just wanted to get started already!

Now I have a life, though, and before I can start classes I have my daughter’s band camp, football weigh-ins for two sons and two football games for those same sons, 10 loads of laundry to do, a lawn to mow, and a full day of work.

My adventure begins on Monday. I’d say the starter has said “runners to your marks”. Monday morning will be “get set”. I can hardly wait.

This post is being created from a widget on my MacBook, using a cool widget called “WordPressDash”. It is supposed to let me just write away, anything I want, and post it without opening my browser.

Not like my browser ever closes, but, you know….

Anyway, if this works, I think it is really cool. You should buy a mac right away and install this nifty plugin. Yup. It rocks.

…when we first try to pay for school.

I had no idea there were so many companies and groups offering scholarships. Likewise, I had no idea that I would even be eligible for so few of them. I’m white, male, straight, and make a reasonable amount of money at my job. I know, I know, I’m privileged and should not complain in any way shape or form. I hope I’m not complaining, I just don’t know how this all works. And I’m having a little trouble keeping everything straight, thank you very much.

I’m playing naïve and applying for a zillion of’em. You gotta know that this will lead to a zillion squared spam emails, right? What can I do, though? I need cash to pay the education monster and I don’t have any. Any extra anyways.

A lot of them require essays. Yikes. That’s a big wakeup call: you’re back in school, moron. Get used to power plays by those who have the power. Power here being money, as is so often the case. Once classes start, power is the privileged demigod who hands out grades.

Speaking of grades, I just found out that my school can kick you out of grad school if your average drops below B+. Yikes! I hope this is a sign of grade inflation. It would be totally embarassing if my kids ever saw me flunking out of college. My oldest, who is struggling with grades despite being a genius, could use that to justify anything.