Techno sees his Professor again and his dad chucks a tantrum.
November 4th 2007 04:10
Spiderman
I'm home today, studying, and oh, boy, is my dad being a pain.
I went to see my University Professor again on Friday, fortuntely, he's not one of those soft option guys, known notoriously well in some other faculties, who are never in Fridays, they work at home, Ho, ho, ho,.......
Well, I've been doing some Maths and Physics study to bring my skills back up as the Professor suggested, I've had a change of area at work now work with the geeks, doing all their 'you know what' work and the boss gave me a brilliant reference, I didn't believe he had it in him. You'd never know on a day to day basis.
Dad has been yelling and screaming since the last time I saw the Professor, he insisted on seeing my credit card, wants to know when I'm going to sell the Ferrari to help with my University expenses, sees no reason for anything but his own. Wants me to get married young and produce a son and heir.
He insisted I get dressed as if I were going to a wedding and before he left for work on Friday, yelled at Mum, make sure that boy is properly dressed Mother, I'm relying on you. Geez, doesn't he know my mum has a name.
Well, looking like a Choir boy I went off feeling more like a nerd than a geek with shoelaces in my polished shoes, the suit, the tie and all and the reference and some meticulously prepared details of the study I had been doing.
If only my dad could see how the Professor looked and to think they used to wear Mortar Board and Gown.
Well the Professor invited me in, I was extremely punctual as ordered by my dad and supervised by my mum and gave me a few minutes of his time, he paid scant attention to anything I said to him and just wasn't interested in seeing my notes.
He typed a letter of recommendation on the spot. I think he had one standard one prepared and just put in the name for individuals.
He wished me good luck and on my questioning him said I would not hear until March, I'd be one of the last considered. He sent me up to Student Central and said I'd need to fill in a form.
Well I finally found where to go, it's such a big campus, a guy could get lost.
I got on the queue and finally got to the counter.
They shoved a form at me, fill that in, and pointed to a place at which I could do it.
I hate forms but I did my best, I don't want to miss out just because I haven't filled in the form correctly then got back on the queue, and then I just got told to put the form in the box.
UNSW Student Central
Well I had these other things to submit too and I said I wanted a receipt. I was directed to wait and eventually some really dumb looking broad came out and said "you should not have just let things go after your deferral, and why did you not apply through UAC, I said I didn't know I had to, and was met with, it's all on the Web page, as if I sat still reading such garbage from day to day, but I held my breath and remembered Stanley's timely warning that the best thing about UNSW was the student bar.
I could do with a drink.
She dismissed my meticulously prepared documents but took the Professor's reference and the bosses but said it would not help much.
You might get lucky she said, inferring that I wouldn't and I departed with my receipt and my tale between my legs.
Boy was I glad to get out of that place, I wasn't even enrolled yet. May be that was the problem, but I thought Uni was supposed to be fun, Some Fun.
So now I'm hitting the books again, not knowing what for, more to impress my dad and cool him down a little so it has not been the greatest of weekends. But I'm going for a run in the car now, and as long as I'm back for tea and give dad all the info he wants I think he'll calm down, there's no point selling the Ferrari if I don't know what I'll be doing.
If I don't get back I'll have to wait another year and not even I liked the prospects of that.
Boy, do I love my Ferrari.
Ferrari
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Comment by Mountain Fog
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Whenever I managed to get down there, which was rare coz of what I was doing, there was never anything exciting going on...damn!!
Of course, what I was doing was not geeky!!
I do remember waiting for someone, before we went across to the old Parade Theatre, which had ceased public use by that stage, too dangerous, but we were allowed in...anyhoo, I was bored so listened in to this conversation going on next to me.
Two guys, who obviously were MEGA Geeks, chatted for about five minutes while I was there, and I don't recall one word of english being spoken...and no...they were not speaking in a foreign language...well not a normal one! It sounded mathematical...I think....later that day, I had a big drink...
Oh...do tell me...is the old Russian doll still selling the paroski (spelling?) a deep fried meaty spicy thingo, in the little shop, its on ground level, near the bar entrance maybe...sooo hazy about these details...
Well..thanks for bringing some memories...sort of...back!
By the way, what does a geek in a Ferrari do at a stop sign, when a moron in a hotted up Monaro pulls along side and starts revving his engine?
cheers and all hail Student Unions and the student bar!!
fog
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And Lilla, I got him by the neck huh?