Every semester I try to take something new and interesting. You know, to broaden my horizons.
Each semester, my grades in each of these “out of my comfort zone” classes have gotten worse and worse. It's made me panic about my life, but it's also made me think.
I was taking an accounting class with Webster. He gave us all the slides for the semester, his lectures were clear, the homeworks were very straightforward, and you could bring a cheat sheet to the tests.
I managed to get a 10/10 on every homework. However, after missing a ton of class for the Jewish holidays, I bombed my first test. No matter, I thought, I could still do well in the class.
If I did well on the next test, which I felt confident I would, then I could still pull through with a reasonable grade. So when the next test rolled around, I studied by brains out. I walked into the test feeling like I could take on the world.
But midway through the test things started going south. My balance sheet and other calculations did not add up. In accounting, if you do one calculation wrong, the entire problem compounds on itself.
