Transit – The Bad

Why was it the worst?

I was entering my 4th year with 74 credits (16 credits behind) and I was taking a fairly difficult coarse load of 3 upper level Math/CS courses, a course I wanted to do well in because it was taught by the chancellor, and a jokingly easy french class.  I came into the semester determined to succeed because of a terrible spring semester the year before where I managed only a 2.3 and my cume was stuck around 2.6.  The problem is, I didn’t have any direction.  I went to school to be a math teacher, and I was frustrated that I was taking all these calsses that I woudl never use.  High school students will never be taught advanced number theory, yet I had to take it to be able to teach them?  After about a month I started working at transit, and once I got that big fat $300 paycheck, it seemed like a good idea to take that extra shift in-stead of going to class.  What’s one class?  What’s that, they have more opens, and they’ll give me overtime–I’m there!  After a few weeks of training I got my license on October 12th and started driving shifts on October 14th.  Then I had a goal… 180 hours by the end of the semester and I would get a raise next semester, and an all important seniority point.  Fast forward to January, I got my raise (worked 207 hours I think), I managed a 0.9 GPA that semester (A in french even thought I skipped the second test, the final, and hadn’t gone to a class since mid October), and I was well on my way to becoming a transit all-star.  Problem was, I was also on my way to failing out of school.  After that semester my cume dropped to 2.3, and I had no desire to be a math major anymore.  I dropped to a half time student and focused on making transit my home away from home.