Thursday, January 15, 2026

A Costly Education

Every two years, we have to take a class to recertify our hazardous materials endorsement.  It's the most boring two days of the year, and if they didn't serve food, I'd probably slice my wrists by mid-morning.  I always sit in the back because I like to people-watch, but I can't hear a thing, so I usually just doodle or stare into space while they jabber up front.  This year they opted not to use microphones, so it was even worse than usual.  It does no good to complain, so I don't.  They never teach us anything new, so I'm pretty confident I'm not missing anything useful anyway.  

For the past few years, the class has been held at our local casino.  Fun, in theory, but ultimately a really bad idea because I wind up going home with less money than I came in with.  It's very tempting when the slot machines are right outside the conference room doors.  

Time to start saving for 2028!
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