There needs to be a required summer semester of engineering school called “being a mechanic.”
Okay college boy, put on a shirt with your name embroidered on it and come out here into the shop. Yeah it’s 110 degrees in the shade, you’ve got your buddy Tom Midgly Jr. to thank for that. Now take this wrench and take that bolt out. Oh it doesn’t come out because the oil pan is in the way? I wonder whose fault that is. No, we’re not gonna let it cool before dropping the oil pan, the customer is in the lobby. Yeah. It is 240 degrees. No, it doesn’t all drain out through the plug, there’s a half quart that doesn’t come out. Yes, you’re getting that on you. Don’t get any of it on the interior of the car when you back it out. Now take off the oil filter. Yes, you’re gonna burn the back of your hand on the exhaust manifold. You’re taking every Toyota oil filter off this summer. You’re gonna hold the burn mark on the back of your hand up like Tyler Durden.
Oh you’re going to be an aeronautical engineer. c’mere boy, we’re gonna take the wings off a 152 Aerobat, you get to pick the spar bolts out of the catalog, we’ll safety wire the control cable turnbuckles through those little inspection ports you types are so stingy with, and then we’ll take the bird you just reassembled up for a couple two or three hours of spin training to see if ya done it right. You ever do a snap roll? I’ll teach you more about the aerodynamics of maneuvering flight in 1.5 seconds than your physics professor did in a semester. Eat bananas for breakfast, they taste the same coming up as they do going down. And buddy they’re coming back up. Because of the special jug bolt wrench I had to buy, I’m gonna pull at least one breakfast back out of your face using nothing but stick and rudder.
I couldn’t solve all the world’s problems if I was given this power, but it would make people who are damaged in the same way I am laugh for a couple months out of the year.
Godspeed, I recently dropped out of engineering to go back into art, shits hard, you’re smart
Good call.
Except what they teach you in engineering school, apparently.
i stayed awake for at least 20% of lecture time, so there is that
could be a cook book
It might be nothing but gardening tips
It’s probably a concise history of Italian opera.
It’s the basics of the Klingon language, including pronunciation, syntax, and vocabulary.
nah, it’s usually bomb recipes.
You know what they call an engineer who finished last in their class?
Stubborn?
A public servant? Lol jk
Egninear?
All that math you learned? Forget it. You’re in spreadsheet land now.
That being said, it’s important to know how to sanity-check the math, especially in the era of Copilot in Excel. We just found that our company’s configuration enables it by default on new workbooks, as we found when it was just…making up numbers when asked to do simple addition.
Year 2194:
“Well, it’s like my ol’ papy copilot always used to say… 2 + 2 = null.”
