It’s back to school for Raft3r.
Every morning at exactly half past seven, a bus picks me up from the hotel and takes me to the training center.
For 11 weeks, I have to learn and master six thick as a tree trunk modules. That entails reading. All these are in preparation for my new job.
Getting back in the swing of things ain’t easy. After all, Raft3r has not been in school in eight long years.
I have long abandoned the love for reading. Blame it on law school. Pre-law Raft3r frequented bookstores and purchased tons of books.
With all the readings I had to do for school, I lost interest in books all together. Suddenly, I had no urge to even browse through my non-fiction novels. Law school can do that to you.
Now back to Raft3r’s current predicament. I just passed my first exam. There are more to follow. Just staring at my modules makes me puke. I dunno how I can surpass this.
Money is always a good motivator.
My boss sums it up best: “Now, you actually get paid to go to school.”