Dropped

That Photoshop class stunk! I was running late getting Jace to Palmer's. Joel saved me by having some directions printed and ready for me to grab as I frantically raced out the door. Despite the directions I got lost 3 times on the unfamiliar Lowry campus. I was almost in tears by the third time I attempted the round-a-bout intersection that lead to nowhere I wanted to go. I kept it together and finally, FINALLY, found the classroom. I was 15 minutes late and trying not to hyperventilate as the instructor (younger than me) asked if I was a Mac or PC. (Yes, I wish I was more like the Justin Long Mac guy but I'm more of a brown suit and comb-over PC.) Just to make me feel worse, the only computer left was the Mac. I looked like an idiot trying to figure out how to log on in front of Ethan (short E, sound like Ethanol - I'm rolling my eyes right now). I was beyond annoyed and totally frustrated but finally ready to get started.
After the traditionally boring class introductions. Ethan launched into a speech about how this class will primarily focus on web design use of Photoshop and sorry to those of us that are either here for film school credit or for Photography (I think only half the class was there for web design).
I stayed through the class but decided on the drive home that I could not deal with the frustration that Ethan would be dishing out every Monday evening. I also don't want to spend the money required for the 3 texts and different version of Photoshop. I want a new stove instead. Then I can make cookies and forget this whole thing ever happened.