Epidemiology to Science

Chapter 1: Wasting Some Time

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Hearing a lecture from a doctor can sometimes be boring. If you already know the problem the doctor is trying to ask us. His answers to his own questions are the stereotypical answers to the questions he asked. "How to prevent disease?" Wash you hands. What age does this guy think we are? The doctor is giving us a twenty dollar lecture about washing your hands. Cheap bastard.

Just to make my money's worth I rose my hand, might ask about delusions and disease. The doctor did not notice my hand for a while. He kept on rambling about the good things about washing your hands. This cheap man was just taking money just to give a lecture about washing hands what a disappointment. He pointed at me signaling that I can finally ask my question.

"Is there any disease that can cause delusions?" I asked him.

The doctor shook his head. He said, "I do not know much about delusions and their link to diseases, I am only a writer that tells information about how parents can keep their kids healthy."

That is not right! Online the tickets for this lecture said that he is a doctor that can answer many questions about disease types and thevarious systems one could have,not how spreading can be reduced or continue on. I paid twenty dollars for a man who claims to be doctor and knows nothing about actual diseases. What an asshole!

I stood up from my chair slamming my hands on the desk in front of me in the university's conference room. Other students and people who seem to be parents of children turned to look at me. The doctor was surprised that I jumped up from my chair. He took a step back surprised.

"You are not a writer at all! You say you write for parents to say that you can help them keep their kids healthy! Lying on squeezing money out of unsuspecting students is just wrong! I will have to say you're more of Tabloid than an actual writer!" I furious. I wasted twenty dollars from my wallet from him. I could use that money to buy my lunch for today and possibly dinner.

"Security!" The doctor yelled at a man who was standing in the corner of the room. The man started to walk towards me. Not wanting to bother the guard I took my bag and packed up my laptop. I was going to take notes on new ideas for my paper about how bacteria can break through the new 'Disease' proof inventions. I guess the document on my laptop was blank.

I headed out of the room with the doctor staring at my one finger that I was holding up at him. He cringed at me as I left the lecture. I got to the hallway of the convention building for the university. I saw some men holding posters and boxes going into the exhibit hall. They were probably setting things up for the University's "Fandom Convention".

The "Fandom Convention" is for nerds like me who like cult hit shows and mega hits on television. I already had tickets for myself to attend in the convention. I was not going to cosplay as anyone from my favorite shows, I just wanted to check stuff out around the halls. In my opinion I hoped hardly anyone comes to the convention. More people,more likely to catch onto a flu from someone else.

"Hey!" I turned to see a man holding a large box. The box looked heavy due to how big it was. I realized who the man was. He was my older sister's husband. I recognized Spencer from his long slick brown hair and his comedian-like voice. I walked up to him.

I asked him, "Did you get fired? Why are you helping out move boxes?" To be honest I was not for sure if he actually had a job. He probably does or did because him and my sister are supporting themselves and a six year old girl, my niece. My sister is 26, seven years older than me.

When she married Spencer the day of their wedding they realized that they were going to have a child. The first thought when she told me that she was going to have a child was that I was going to have to buy more presents for people on Christmas. I really did not care much in the beginning for the child.