Read 4 Chapters and Call Me in the Morning

As promised, here is my post about MY FIST DAY OF SCHOOL!

Well, it was, for lack of a better word, interesting. Ouch! I expected it would be something but I didn't expect interesting, as in this is not the really good interesting it is kind of the interesting you say when you cannot think of a word to describe what something is, and all you can think of is an unenthusiastic interesting. I went through a multitude of feelings from boredom to exhilaration. One minute I was exhilarated by the learning environment and the possibilities it presents, the next I was eewww-ing at the fingerprint smudged glass doors. I'm not great with crowds of people and all their dirty germy fingerprints. I realize from this comment you can tell I am an older returning student. I have never heard anyone under the age of 39 express concern over touching doors that everyone else is touching therefore acquiring germs that could potentially belong to a very sick uncle or a cleaning lady that does not wash her hands after she cleans your toilet.

Anyway, Mondays I have a 3 hour class, centering around the hospitality industry. I spent the entire class wondering at every pause if I was indeed supposed to be in this particular class. Had I mis-read my degree requirements? This class has nothing to do with food preparation. I do see it may be a good idea to understand hospitality as a whole, yet, the instructor informed me, after making us all get up and write on the board what we know about hospitality and what we were there for, that no, this class would not discuss much if anything about baking or Pastry Arts. It would, she continued, have a section which she will cover running a restaurant and planning and purchasing, which would be good for anyone that had an entrepreneurial spirit. She did not stop to find out if I fit in that category.

After class, I heard others talking about how they had 2 more classes that day, and/or classes tomorrow and I was grateful that I have only 1 long class Mondays (well, not so grateful for the "long" part) and 1 even longer one on Wednesdays. How do people do it? My mind already feels like it is going to snap after 3 hours. We covered 2 chapters today, and did a review at the end, and I could not for the life of me recall 90% of what we just talked about in class. I was transported back to a time where I had to slump down in my desk and pray that the teacher would not call on me to answer a question as the night before I had chucked homework duty for the opportunity to go to Swenson's for my favorite cinnamon ice cream and a game of Ms. Pac-Man, and the extra added bonus of watching the cutest guy in school scoop double dips while dressed in a short sleeve old fashioned soda fountain servers shirt.

My other class is Food Service Sanitation. I got the book, and it's like my own little private train wreck. I am fascinated and want to open that book and take it all in, and I am repelled as I know it will cover things that make my diatribe about germy unsanitary glass doors with zillions of grimy mostly young people fingerprints on it look like a walk through a Clorox bleach corporate plant. Neurotic? You bet I am!

So, not as auspicious as I would have thought, but this day, my first, is over, and I am glad. I am now an established student. I'll let you know how THAT goes...