Oh hello, Rambo. Go ahead and take a seat.
The giant of a man entering my office looks like he just stepped off the set of the latest Rambo movie. In fact I’m pretty sure he played the commander. He certainly fits the part of giant, hulking man who is way to tan with bleach blond hair and seems to have never been told that cut off shorts are no longer a “thing”. And to complete the look is the largest gun I’ve ever seen.
How can I help you, sir?
I want to study Early Childhood Education
Abandon professionalism.
I’m sorry Rambo I thought I just heard you say you want to hand out snacks to 3 year olds? But hey, who am I to discourage dreams.
Well…ok do you know which school?
Nah I just figured that was the easiest degree.
Well sir I mean if you think trying to keep Billy from eating glue while Sally hits Tommy with his toy truck and Meg just sits there and screams as an easy major then yea I guess you’d be right. We all have our own strengths.
I try to explain how every degree has general education requirements and even if it sounds easy there are going to be tough classes.
He doesn’t believe me. I enroll him in a B.A. in Early Childhood Education. Now get outta here—you don’t want to be late for movie production.
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