The USS Quad Damage

Michael, pull your weight or you're off the team!

Seeing as how my bones are only going to get worse at time goes on, I'm beginning to see that maybe policing isn't for me. Looking at the physical requirements they list, I doubt that my ankles will stand up to all that running. It's been a long time since I've seen a doctor about my condition (no, not stupidity), so it's about time I see one about it.

So instead, it seems my career ambitions have come full circle. Just as I wanted to as a child in primary school, I'm thinking about going to university and doing teaching. Trouble is, I know nothing about this, other than it isn't quite as expensive as I once thought it to be.

Who reads this rubbish, I wonder?