Well, it was...different. And I have to remember that community college is, well, different. The class consists of about 18 women of all shapes, sizes, ethnicity, backgrounds and intentions. And then, there's the instructor (I'll try and sneak a photo before the class is over). The teacher is an experienced RN, a nurse with over 20 years of experience. A male nurse named Stacey standing just at 5 feet tall with bleached blond hair and eyebrows (he said he did it to play Santa Clause for his grandchildren), a scruffy beard and...NO TEETH!! What HAVE I gotten myself into? Well, it IS Harnett County!
My classmate sitting to the right of me looked at me with fear, true fear when we figured out who he was. She actually mouthed to me "I'm afraid"!! I took a deep breath, promised God I'd keep an open mind and stayed for the entire 4 hours. In the end I concluded that, no matter how goofy this guy seems, he has compassion for people and seems to enjoy sharing his knowledge. I do not, however, care for his teaching "style" - reading me the text book I paid $69.00 for. If he's simply going to read it to me, I'll return it and buy a new outfit with that money!
I did learn, however, that I did not have all of my information correct or all information I needed (wow, really should've gone to that orientation...). The class runs through May not March and the classes in April are clinicals running from 3:00 PM to 11:00 PM. Not sure how I'm going to work that out with a brand new job!
It was a late night for me last night - not in bed until 11:30 and up again at 6:15 this morning. I keep telling myself it's only for a short time and will pay off in the long run, right? Won't it?