Training.....YUCK...
Today I am sitting in an Excel 2000 class. Why I took the level one class I have no idea. The instructor is basicallysaying things like. "This is a computer monitor, you must look into the computer monitor to see the data you are working with. This is a mouse, this is a spreadsheet." Well, it isn't actually that basic, but you get the whole idea. I am trying to be a good student and pay attention, but I have yet to see him cover something that I am not familiar with. Perhaps I will take level 3 next instead of level 2. I just want to make sure that all of my Windows skills are up to par. In this economy being on top of your game at all levels is a must. I had a great weekend last weekend. I went home to visit my parents and saw my oldest, bestest, friend in the world for the first time in over a year. I know that the last adjectives aren't really words, but that is the best way to describe him. I met him when we were in the 2nd grade, and we have been friends ever since. It was so strange to think that the little boys who used to compete to see how far we could jump our bikes would someday be Dads with jobs, mortgages, kids, and car payments. Funny how life is sometimes, out of all of the complaining we used to do about our parents, we have both become our fathers. But you know what, being my Dad isn't half bad at all.....not bad at all.
Today I am sitting in an Excel 2000 class. Why I took the level one class I have no idea. The instructor is basicallysaying things like. "This is a computer monitor, you must look into the computer monitor to see the data you are working with. This is a mouse, this is a spreadsheet." Well, it isn't actually that basic, but you get the whole idea. I am trying to be a good student and pay attention, but I have yet to see him cover something that I am not familiar with. Perhaps I will take level 3 next instead of level 2. I just want to make sure that all of my Windows skills are up to par. In this economy being on top of your game at all levels is a must. I had a great weekend last weekend. I went home to visit my parents and saw my oldest, bestest, friend in the world for the first time in over a year. I know that the last adjectives aren't really words, but that is the best way to describe him. I met him when we were in the 2nd grade, and we have been friends ever since. It was so strange to think that the little boys who used to compete to see how far we could jump our bikes would someday be Dads with jobs, mortgages, kids, and car payments. Funny how life is sometimes, out of all of the complaining we used to do about our parents, we have both become our fathers. But you know what, being my Dad isn't half bad at all.....not bad at all.
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