I was chatting today at work with this dude from my uni course of last year (he's 10 years younger than me and will be an Assistant Secretary within ten years), whose still going at it now. I asked how his last course went.
'Oh it was good. Except I was the only one in it.'
'Huh?' I said.
Turns out five people enrolled, three by distance, and two by face to face. It was just enough to still run the course. But the other face to face dropped out leaving just him to front the actual live sessions.
So he turned up to full two hour tutes as the only student for the full 14 weeks.
Talk about pressure to do the reading! He said he relied on general knowledge (he's a smart fucker) and one reading a week. Fuck man I used to do four-five when I could just to even begin to understand it.
I hate naturally smart people. Plus he's ridiculously good looking as well. He could easily stand one foot on a rock, jacket slung on one finger David Jones style, and carry the ensemble off.
Me? I'd look like the guy who accidentially walked into shot in the background and had to either be cropped out or photo shop deleted.