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Friday, October 24th, 2008 06:23 pm
It's 6:20pm and the doorbell rings. This is never a good sign. Sure enough, when I open the door, there's a lone young woman with one of those leather-like folders that almost always means magazine subscription sales. I begin to prepare my polite go-away response.

Much to my astonishment, I am greeted with:

"I'm sorry for disturbing you. Is your mom or dad home?"
Sunday, October 26th, 2008 01:13 am (UTC)
It took me a while to figure out what to answer when asked what my major is. I'm finally saying the closest thing to the truth while also being immediately understandable: "pre-med". That's a better explanation than "Oh, electrical engineering/computer science, but that was twenty years ago, and I don't really have a major now, but I need to just get some classes out of the way...." They've wandered off by then. :-)