Sorry, BCUK, but I have to go on a little rant and I'm in desperate need of advice.
Two days ago I joined college for Rural Skills. Long story short, it's not what I expected. I have to go on a rant about day two here...
More “people” joined the class. The most vain, degenerate neds with which I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. People who consider sex, drugs and partying valid hobbies. Pathetic. I was speaking to a friend yesterday about the class and he suggested that most of them would drop out the minute they found a job at a local sports shop. I can now definitely see that. They are the type of people who don't like theoretical paper work and most assuredly didn't want to go down an academic conservation route like me. Most certainly they were only on the course for the sole reason that it's based outside and not indoors. You've all seen them right? Neds? Chavs? Whatever you want to call them, they made up a high percentage in the small Rural Skills class.
I wanted a class of real people, a certain strain of people who were genuinely interested in the subject, not just there because they consider outside work less challenging on the mind. I wanted a nice quiet group were we could just walk through and talk about the woodland and its ecology. Do you have any idea how tiring it is to have your dreams crushed by yet another group of neds who think that answering a question is worthy of a snigger at the back of the group? WE ARE HERE TO LEARN NOT ACT AS IF A TINY FRAGMENT OF KNOWLEDGE IS THE WORST POSSIBLE THING TO BE SEEN HAVING.
The people with whom I found it easier to get a long were just out of school and, not to my surprise at all, confirmed my suspicion of their being clueless as to why they were here. Brilliant. So that's now everyone who doesn't give a toss about nature, ecology, biology or anything related to those fields. None of them even liked hiking or camping.
The day began with a walk through the woods. My hopes were raised when the lecturer started identifying some trees and he talked briefly about the moral implications of culling certain animals, but that's where the positive things ended.
The last half of the day we got into our overalls to do some tidying up in the garden and that's when it hit me. Imagine all of us, plus 5 neds wearing typical blue apprenticeship overalls as the lecturer went over the safety procedures of the workshop. I wanted mature adults talking about nature, identifying trees, building bird boxes and what did I get? Childish jokes about how a garden hoe sounds like a slang word for a prostitute. The lecturer was encouraging such behaviour.
So now, instead of following in the footsteps of some of the people to which I've been speaking over the internet, some on this forum, I'll just have to go back to job seeking. I'll get a job for a couple of months and then say goodbye to my only friend I've known for 90% of my life and move to England where I can't do a single bit of voluntary work. Yes, my parents are forcing me to move to England for reasons I won't discuss. I'm almost twenty. I was thinking today whilst tolerating the sheer idiocy of those people how valuable volunteering with the Freinds of Yellowcraig has been. And now I won't be able to volunteer with the people I've come to know. Funny that, isn't it? Voluntary work has been more valuable and more worthwhile than college. I've learnt so much by volunteering for Friends of Yellowcraig and yet I will never be able to progress in my chosen career path because you can't get a job by voluntary work alone. Or am I wrong?
I came to learn about ecology and other important aspects of the natural world. Even if there was one day when we did got to the woods, I wouldn't want that experience constantly tainted by those people.
I was only there one and a half days, but I knew it wasn't going to get better. The lecturer briefly went over some of the things we'd be doing in the workshop, such as splitting logs, digging up weeds etc. But I came to learn about ecology and other important aspects of the natural world.
I can't describe how depressed I am about this. I just couldn't take any more of those people. I expected mature adults and got a bunch of kids sniggering at the latin names for flora and fauna. I can't express how crushing that is. I walked directly out of the college.
I need to know if there is another way. I can't do it, I simply can't be around those people anymore. It took me so long to find an entry level course into this line of work, and that was the only one that was near me. My future in conservation is gone now because I don't have the magical ability to shut out my ears from sheer idiocy.
I need to know if one can get a job through voluntary work alone. I need to know what I can do. I'm running out of options and I fear now that I'll have to give up on my dreams entirely because of those degenerates and sub-par course content. Where can I go? What the hell am I supposed to do?
Two days ago I joined college for Rural Skills. Long story short, it's not what I expected. I have to go on a rant about day two here...
More “people” joined the class. The most vain, degenerate neds with which I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. People who consider sex, drugs and partying valid hobbies. Pathetic. I was speaking to a friend yesterday about the class and he suggested that most of them would drop out the minute they found a job at a local sports shop. I can now definitely see that. They are the type of people who don't like theoretical paper work and most assuredly didn't want to go down an academic conservation route like me. Most certainly they were only on the course for the sole reason that it's based outside and not indoors. You've all seen them right? Neds? Chavs? Whatever you want to call them, they made up a high percentage in the small Rural Skills class.
I wanted a class of real people, a certain strain of people who were genuinely interested in the subject, not just there because they consider outside work less challenging on the mind. I wanted a nice quiet group were we could just walk through and talk about the woodland and its ecology. Do you have any idea how tiring it is to have your dreams crushed by yet another group of neds who think that answering a question is worthy of a snigger at the back of the group? WE ARE HERE TO LEARN NOT ACT AS IF A TINY FRAGMENT OF KNOWLEDGE IS THE WORST POSSIBLE THING TO BE SEEN HAVING.
The people with whom I found it easier to get a long were just out of school and, not to my surprise at all, confirmed my suspicion of their being clueless as to why they were here. Brilliant. So that's now everyone who doesn't give a toss about nature, ecology, biology or anything related to those fields. None of them even liked hiking or camping.
The day began with a walk through the woods. My hopes were raised when the lecturer started identifying some trees and he talked briefly about the moral implications of culling certain animals, but that's where the positive things ended.
The last half of the day we got into our overalls to do some tidying up in the garden and that's when it hit me. Imagine all of us, plus 5 neds wearing typical blue apprenticeship overalls as the lecturer went over the safety procedures of the workshop. I wanted mature adults talking about nature, identifying trees, building bird boxes and what did I get? Childish jokes about how a garden hoe sounds like a slang word for a prostitute. The lecturer was encouraging such behaviour.
So now, instead of following in the footsteps of some of the people to which I've been speaking over the internet, some on this forum, I'll just have to go back to job seeking. I'll get a job for a couple of months and then say goodbye to my only friend I've known for 90% of my life and move to England where I can't do a single bit of voluntary work. Yes, my parents are forcing me to move to England for reasons I won't discuss. I'm almost twenty. I was thinking today whilst tolerating the sheer idiocy of those people how valuable volunteering with the Freinds of Yellowcraig has been. And now I won't be able to volunteer with the people I've come to know. Funny that, isn't it? Voluntary work has been more valuable and more worthwhile than college. I've learnt so much by volunteering for Friends of Yellowcraig and yet I will never be able to progress in my chosen career path because you can't get a job by voluntary work alone. Or am I wrong?
I came to learn about ecology and other important aspects of the natural world. Even if there was one day when we did got to the woods, I wouldn't want that experience constantly tainted by those people.
I was only there one and a half days, but I knew it wasn't going to get better. The lecturer briefly went over some of the things we'd be doing in the workshop, such as splitting logs, digging up weeds etc. But I came to learn about ecology and other important aspects of the natural world.
I can't describe how depressed I am about this. I just couldn't take any more of those people. I expected mature adults and got a bunch of kids sniggering at the latin names for flora and fauna. I can't express how crushing that is. I walked directly out of the college.
I need to know if there is another way. I can't do it, I simply can't be around those people anymore. It took me so long to find an entry level course into this line of work, and that was the only one that was near me. My future in conservation is gone now because I don't have the magical ability to shut out my ears from sheer idiocy.
I need to know if one can get a job through voluntary work alone. I need to know what I can do. I'm running out of options and I fear now that I'll have to give up on my dreams entirely because of those degenerates and sub-par course content. Where can I go? What the hell am I supposed to do?
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Use the course and the lecturer to your fullest advantage, and as the idiots drop out, you will be left with the people who really want to learn. If you leave the course now, it will only hurt you. Life can be a bitch, be stronger.:You_Rock_
