The Haarlem Business School (Small Business)
Created | Updated Jan 28, 2002
Now for something completely different...
It is hard enough studying when the course you're studying is a mess. But it can be worse!
How about this: what if all the courses in the school are a mess and you believe there is a competition amongst teachers to see who can mess his students up the most... Worried Yet?
You should be! This is not a joke, this is not a drill, this is dead serious!
Of all the places I've been and all the students I've spoken to, the students of the Haarlem Business School are the most disturbed around. Not only does this school have an entire course devoted to teaching stupid, stuck up, and otherwise completely useless individuals how to become even more useless. It actually has teachers to match!
This course, called Small Business (also referred to as: Small Brains, Small Balls or Stupid B*****ds), teaches students how to run their own small company. The reality is that their daddies want them to learn how to take over the family business so that they can continue their pursuit of women half the age of their wifes.
These students come to school in the cars, given to them by their daddies. Most of these cars are more expensive than the avarage teacher's car unless the teacher has got his company on the side...
Consequently these students feel that they, because of their fancy car (which daddy payed for), are superior to the other students and should have more rights etc, etc. You'll be surprised to know that the school actually cherishes these students, even though they cost the school an enormous amount of money. They cost the school money because most of them do not finish their education. They are taken out of school by daddy who, after meeting a big chested lady in the gym earlier that week who he impressed with his wads of fat, wads of money and Mercedes, just couldn't wait any longer. The school only gets money from the government for each student who actually finishes his course, they don't finish, they don't pay. Simple, isn't it?
So the school is stuck with a course full of prententious students with pretentious fraternities and daddies with more hormones than is good for them.
About these prententious fraternities: they actually have some that look at your father's salary and the car he drives as a measurement if you're fit for the "club". Doesn't that just make you sick?
Also look at my future editorials dealing with other courses or maybe even teachers in particular... :)
