I never realized how fragile my diploma was until now that I found that the actual major I have received is not specified. The logic, presumably, is that a Bachelors of Science in Engineering is a Bachelors of Science in Engineering; the major really does not matter. Which I do agree, especially since I know from first hand experience that the work I do in the real world really has nothing to do with my degree, although in order to get this real world job, I must have received my current degree from a certified academic institution. Which is all fine, until I have to prove my degree and major by submitting a copy of my diploma. Now what am I supposed to do to convince the world that I am eligible to sit in my office and boss people around?
Wondering has been a hobby lately. And I wonder three things: One, why does Matisse hate having her claws trimmed? Seriously, she is biting them and trying to trim them herself, I am just trying to help her, is all this so very difficult. Though I still agree that declawing cats is cruel, I see why more and more people are opting to that solution... because cats are so damn difficult.
Two, when will I be able to get a corgi? I definitely seem to want one since I am screaming and pointing at all the corgis I see off the street. I must seem like a crazy corgi stalker woman to a lot of these people.
Three, why do we get such glorious weather on weekdays, which turn to rain and thunder during weekends?
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