Stupid is as stupid dumbs

"I need to see that test again," he said in the noisiest whisper he could find. "I believe the computer made a huge mistake." Bitch, you've been told before, computers don't make mistakes! I believe that you answered twenty questions incorrectly on your final today. Ol' Mr. Craiggles has just seen his test grade from this afternoon, and is quite surprised at how consistent his performance was. He is hoping for a D. He said that Mr. Provost told him that he can't grade them for trying. Craig thinks that is bullshit. I think that if you try to do something, and it goes horribly wrong, the end result is still garbage, and you should be graded on what you produced. If my food looked or tasted terrible, I would expect a terrible grade. Luckily, that is not how I operate. It isn't really "luckily," that shit is by design. What I suppose could be called luck, is that I come from a long like of smart people who are not avoidant of biological diversity. Inbreeding is not very sexy, and results in defects, which include dumb-dumbness, and compromised motor skills... and driving into an oncoming bus and not being allowed to drive without parental supervision. I, on the other hand, am the proud parent of a brand new baby A. My teacher-chef, chef Villarreal, told me to keep doing what I'm doing at the end of class today. I could not reciprocate with like advice. At LEAST two of us are dissatisfied with the way that the class went. For an appetizer today, sans recipe, I banged out some tasty carrot crepes, with a roasted mushroom salad, and puffed amaranth. It was earthy, herby, rich, light, and totally bodacious. This guy, who is grading us on our food, did not taste anything that we produced today. The only time that he has tried anything that we have put out was on our practical exams. That means that there was very little guidance, no suggestion of improvements,and holy shit, meaningless grades! In the class, Nutrition and Sensory Analysis, it was pointed out repeatedly that flavor is the most important factor on any plate. Then how in the world can you grade on aesthetics!? Others running around like crazy people, one confused to the point that he is convinced that he is in charge of the class, a couple of guys drinking kitchen wine during class, and the chef leaving two hours early twice a week leaving us with a T.A. Does not sound like what I'm paying for. Nobody is going to be as alert and effective as they should be when they are working doubles and taking graduate courses, and I feel like some of us deserve more than that. It is really nice when the T.A./babysitter announces that she is baking/pastry, so she doesn't know how to cook. Nice call, Johnson and Wales. I'm glad that I'm here, but I wish a lot of other people weren't. I look forward to wondering how it would have gone at CIA. I believe that I am at one of the best food schools in the world. I also believe that I am surrounded by some of the biggest egos and assholes to be found. There are people here who I expect will gain nothing more from their time here than motivation to work hard to pay off the massive tuition bills. I hope that Michael P falls down the stairs every day for the rest of his stupid, proud life.