I returned home today to find a message from my GUE instructor and friend (you'd never know that the way I *****, huh? But, it's true!), Bob Sherwood, telling me I probably need a beer to relax and to sit down among the blue gloves because some of them like me and would actually dive with me! Awww! Anyway, what's funny is that I may just sit down, shut up and swallow all the Kool-Aid (I believe it's "black" cherry flavored?) without question. Why? Because of the following incident which I related to Bob and sent the following email to one of my best friend's from college:
"I cruised by our alma mater (Marywood Univeristy) today because I felt like taking a walk, after a meeting at HQ (PDIC), rather than running at the tail end of having bronchitis. I saw the most comical display of social apathy. A woman was driving her car at slow speeds up the road past the Liberal Arts building and she had obviously and inadvertantly left her very large purse on the roof of her car. She passed several groups of students, not one of which tried to flag her down or step onto the road and just hold up a hand to signal "Stop!" I started rushing after her on foot hoping to catch her as she made the turn onto the road in front of the Post Office and McCarty Hall. Several girls were crossing the street. C'mon, girls! One of you stop her, I thought, with some glimmer of hope, but no dice. They didn't bother to alert her. I was nearly close to her car by 30 to 40 yards when she sped up to reach the stop sign. She paused for one car, a Marywood security car, to make the turn from her left and pass by her car, then she turned right and drove away. I flagged down the security car and asked, "Did you see that woman pulling out of campus with a purse on her roof?" He laughed, "Yeah, I thought I saw that!" I suggested he take off after her and maybe save the day!
The irony was that all the students were clad in colored T-shirts representing various forms of community activism and awaremess. Discover Multiculturalism! Discover Volunteering! Discover,"Hey, lady! Stop!"
Remember when we started college, we had the student catalog with the campus map in it? If you didn't know where a building was you consulted the map, figured out the best way to get there, and started walking. Today, they place colored tape on the sidewalk and you follow the green line to get to the Liberal Arts building, yellow line to reach the Mellow Center, and blue or something for the library, etc. I think "Freshman Orientation" should now be a graded class in rudimentary map reading. If you fail you have to declare a science major, wear thick glasses and study rodents. It's not like society would be asking them to read topographical maps and determine deviation, variation, lattitude, longitude, LORAN, GPS or figure out how to get a rodent into that photo nose capsule of an Estes model rocket and back down to earth to land in "The Commons" or anything.
Do I judge too harshly?"
Anyway, I surrender. It's this lack of ability to act instantly that and coreectly that will get you killed in a cave. The diving industry at large has taken standards from , "Here's your Freshman packet." You look inside on your own initiative. You check to see if there is a map. Ah! Good! You find your classes and there is no excuse for being late to class despite the fact that it's the first day to "Follow the yellow brick road" If people need this much help to function in society, SOMEONE needs to do the thinking for them. "Good job, GUE team members!" (Joke from AG's Tech 1 class, but sincerely meant.) I'd rather a world of GUE than a world of Discover Diving.
"I cruised by our alma mater (Marywood Univeristy) today because I felt like taking a walk, after a meeting at HQ (PDIC), rather than running at the tail end of having bronchitis. I saw the most comical display of social apathy. A woman was driving her car at slow speeds up the road past the Liberal Arts building and she had obviously and inadvertantly left her very large purse on the roof of her car. She passed several groups of students, not one of which tried to flag her down or step onto the road and just hold up a hand to signal "Stop!" I started rushing after her on foot hoping to catch her as she made the turn onto the road in front of the Post Office and McCarty Hall. Several girls were crossing the street. C'mon, girls! One of you stop her, I thought, with some glimmer of hope, but no dice. They didn't bother to alert her. I was nearly close to her car by 30 to 40 yards when she sped up to reach the stop sign. She paused for one car, a Marywood security car, to make the turn from her left and pass by her car, then she turned right and drove away. I flagged down the security car and asked, "Did you see that woman pulling out of campus with a purse on her roof?" He laughed, "Yeah, I thought I saw that!" I suggested he take off after her and maybe save the day!
The irony was that all the students were clad in colored T-shirts representing various forms of community activism and awaremess. Discover Multiculturalism! Discover Volunteering! Discover,"Hey, lady! Stop!"
Discover Scuba???
Remember when we started college, we had the student catalog with the campus map in it? If you didn't know where a building was you consulted the map, figured out the best way to get there, and started walking. Today, they place colored tape on the sidewalk and you follow the green line to get to the Liberal Arts building, yellow line to reach the Mellow Center, and blue or something for the library, etc. I think "Freshman Orientation" should now be a graded class in rudimentary map reading. If you fail you have to declare a science major, wear thick glasses and study rodents. It's not like society would be asking them to read topographical maps and determine deviation, variation, lattitude, longitude, LORAN, GPS or figure out how to get a rodent into that photo nose capsule of an Estes model rocket and back down to earth to land in "The Commons" or anything.
Do I judge too harshly?"
Anyway, I surrender. It's this lack of ability to act instantly that and coreectly that will get you killed in a cave. The diving industry at large has taken standards from , "Here's your Freshman packet." You look inside on your own initiative. You check to see if there is a map. Ah! Good! You find your classes and there is no excuse for being late to class despite the fact that it's the first day to "Follow the yellow brick road" If people need this much help to function in society, SOMEONE needs to do the thinking for them. "Good job, GUE team members!" (Joke from AG's Tech 1 class, but sincerely meant.) I'd rather a world of GUE than a world of Discover Diving.