Why do people in a group of strangers, when given the chance to speak, feel compelled to tell everyone else a story? We don't care. Please answer the question directly and then shut your Big Mac hole so we can go home.
Or in my case to see Polkaboy.
They tell me when it's done that I'll think that it was really fun.
So far, it's been tedious and slow. Really, really slow.
Sure, I'm learning good stuff, but we could have covered this in 90 minutes. Easy.
We're here for 4 hours.
This class might save my life... if I don't die from boredom.
Numbers: 4.4 miles on streets.