The Test
Had I studied enough I wondered... I guess I had not. Perhaps I should not have been such a procrastinator. I had always found time to study for other tests or life’s little quizzes. I never once failed the Ham Sandwich test, or the TV test. Albeit I did get a few questions wrong while watching “Twenty One,” and “What’s my Line.” Even in school I managed to mingle my way through Ds and Cs. I mean in my younger days I worked as a Journalist and a Radio Personality. Back then there was a lot to report on with our country fighting the Cold War and that little race to space we had with the Soviets. Even in my middle ages I managed to find work as a traveling picker... I sure did love those antiques. Somehow with all that going on I never found much time for studying. I cannot be the only one. Surely other people had other business and forgot to pay their dues. I am sure most of them passed the test. Somehow I still feel I am not ready.
I never found the right way of studying I believe. My parents and teachers never pointed me in the right direction. That is a good excuse. Perhaps when it is time to take my test I will just write “need more time to study.” I wonder if that will work. I never had the material to study anyhow, there was some in my head that I picked up along the way but that is not nearly enough, and when I try and regurgitate it now I cannot put any information together in a logical series of events.
Perhaps if the material was slightly more interesting I would have been more inclined to listen. But I never like the idea of standing for two hours listening to the same lesson each time. Some say that is a part of the test as well. Some say you get the results just when you think you are going to be tested. In that case maybe I can get away with a C-. But what’s the passing grade? I don’t even know the criteria of the test let alone the credentials necessary for taking the test. I did not even have time to get myself ready; I did not even take an hour to cram.
Maybe I will get a free pass seeing as how it was not my fault that I am in the position to take the test. I maybe a bit on elderly side of the road of life but I can still keep straight on the road. I had no control over the drunken man and his pick-up truck. Plus my light was green for go and his was red. Looking in hindsight, perhaps if I drove a smidgen slower or a smidgen faster I would have avoided this whole situation. But I am not one for regrets.
Perhaps there is no test... Maybe I am just psyching myself out. These tubes have given me a long time to think yet I still fail to attempt to study. But what would praying do this late in the game? If I am going to meet my maker and take his test I will surely fail. Perhaps there is no test and when they pull the plug everything will go blank. I prefer that idea.
This post was edited by vukizpro on Aug 25 2011 09:52pm