Diary of a future rentier (47)

This post is part 46 of 86 in the series Diary of a future rentier.

NewspaperIt's all the fault of the studies. Do we have any idea of offering university courses at the rate of 20 hours per week to 20 year olds? What do you think the guys are going to do the rest of the time?

Personally, I didn't deprive myself of it. Beer, music, swimming pool, friends, girlfriends, and other unorthodox things. All this for 4 years. Needless to say, it left its mark on my perception of this world. And especially on the way I behave in it.

So, of course, when you arrive in the professional world, you have to blend in. You put on a costume, literally and figuratively. But under this shell, the ugly duckling is still very much present. Even 20 years later. Especially 20 years later...

With experience, you become an ace at showing off. You manage to make people believe that you are a serious guy. Sometimes you even get caught in your own game. It just means that your responsibilities have temporarily clouded your ideas. But very quickly the brat resurfaces and takes back his place.

At the time, I thought that studying was about learning how to work. In fact, I mostly learned how to slack off. God, it was good to put your laundry at the pool, with a few notebooks in your bag... to put them under your head. From time to time, get up, go get a beer, look at the bikinis. And it almost always ended the same way. A bad sunburn, a bad hangover and the notebooks well hidden at the bottom of the bag.

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Of course, once I finished my studies, I was forced to learn to work. But you can't make a donkey drink if it's not thirsty. I only wanted one thing: to go back to "studying". So, that's exactly what I did. For real this time. I started devouring everything related to the stock market and finance, with the ambitious goal of becoming free again like a 20-year-old student. Paradoxically, that's when I really had to get to work for the first time. For quite a while...

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1 thought on “Journal d’un futur rentier (47)”

  1. Hello, I totally share your point of view. 🙂

    I find that studies are a bit of an irrelevance to life. In the sense that we are going to confuse our minds, or rather train us for something that we do not necessarily want. It is clear that it makes sense to study for those who want to become a doctor, surgeon, airline pilot because it is imperative to have the diplomas in question to practice.

    That said, when we see a good portion of medical students getting drunk, often with the consequence of only having 2-3 hours of sleep, we can sometimes wonder what we are teaching them. Given that alcohol and a considerable lack of sleep is clearly harmful to our health in the long term. But hey, I can never thank them enough when we see the lives they save on a daily basis and I have enough gratitude towards them and the complicated jobs they do (as well as for all the jobs in the world, without which we would not have anything to eat).

    However, I find that there is a real lack of content in the education that we all know. It is a shame that we do not have financial education courses, personal development, or even learning how to learn. But hey, apparently in this capitalist system there is an abundant need for employees...

    I will also remember that the diversification of the different subjects that we are taught is ultimately not something very productive. In order to be efficient it is better to concentrate on a single task. I think that being excellent in one task is much better than being a little good at everything. Maybe also that is why many students do not know where to go?

    But it doesn't matter as you say very well in your article, thanks to school we know what not to do. 🙂

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