Someone posted this on a forum I frequent. Apparently, it was found after doing a GIS for the word "Ironic".
Delicious.
So loyal yet anonymous fanbase, I bet you're wondering how that test went, eh? That CFA Exam I monstrosity, born from the collated bowels of hellfire succubi, and weaned on the decaying flesh of cute stone-cold puppies, eh? EH?
See what I did there? That was melodrama, and there was much of that to be had when you get a thousand nervously sweating test-takers piled into the same convention hall, all praying to various higher authorities in hopes of passing an $1,800 exam. If only it were tax-deductible, damn it.
In any case, the first thing that struck me was the number of Asians, Indians, and Jewish folk reletive to, well, everyone else. I'll throw a ratio out into the ring: 80:20. My second thought was,"Haha! Talk about perpetuating the stereotype! Snort, snort, chortle, chortle, wink, wink!"
Then there was a small pause, as a voice in the back of my head tried to yell something over the din of my amusement.
"Hey! You stupid bloke! What does that make you?!"
And so my third thought was:
Fuck! I'm becoming a real Asian! I'm a real Asian boy!
If an old man wearing spectacles and sporting a white handlebar mustache had walked by at that point, I probably would have punched him in the face. Screw you, puppeteer!
(I jest, of course.)
In any case, the test was difficult. I was so nervous for the first 3 hours, I forgot a lot of my formulas, and ended up rushing the last few sections. So I decided to eschew common sense for the second section, and ended up stopping by a nice Italian restaurant for lunch and a tall glass of delicious rose wine.
Needless to say, I feel I did much better on the second half. The cogs were well-greased at that point, if you know what I mean. Heh heh heh. Heh heh.
Hooo boy.
So results come in end of next January. Everyone wish me luck!
And scene. Cut!
1 comment:
dang, i didnt know you worked better intoxicated...me too!
Rose wine though...cmon :)
I had beer during lunch once- it made going back to work so much harder- all i wanted to do was frolic in the eternal bliss that is newark. I then realized that I had beer goggles on and needed a peek into the ghetto to remind myself where I was.
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