While pondering a recent automotive breakdown in the family, H pointed out that we have an interesting predicament: we've been going to school for far to long to know many mechanics, but we've also been going to school for far too long to be able to afford a mechanic.
Since we're not anticipating the situation changing much in the near future, I get to learn. It's better that way anyhow. What's slightly ridiculous is that when I was growing up (around folks that know about fixing engines, etc.) I was too busy reading books. Now, when I'm supposed to be reading books, I'm learning to fix things.
Don't tell me that the life of a grad student is intuitive. It's generally just the opposite.
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