i was sitting outside the university center with tony today, and a kid came up and sat down near us. his name was nick, he said, he was sixteen, and he was on a high-school tour of the university.
“so, what do you think of u of h so far?” i asked him.
“it’s all right. if i can get my shit together in algebra II, i’ll probably end up here.”
“what do you think you’d major in?”
at this point tony, noticing nick’s baggy pants and chinese-print t-shirt, said, “dude, you’re way too cool to major in something like electrical engineering.”
“yeah, i am too cool for it,” nick said, “but i want to do something practical, something that’s going to make me decent money.”
“so you’d rather get your balls sucked out by the man than do something you love?” i asked.
we’ve got to get these kids at an early age, we do.