My Dad wasn’t exactly Polonius.
Worst advice:
Don’t travel; you can’t afford it.
Best advice:
I think you should finish your engineering degree before going to med school.
I’m grossly oversimplifying here.
Best: “Don’t get married yet.” (Dad)
Worst: “Get married.” (Mom)
In all honesty though, I can generally rely on both my parents to give pretty good advice.
Worst: Going to art school is a waste of time, no one needs designers. All people who studied art are unemployed. She then threw out my portfolio when i was at school so i could not apply.
Best: I was 9. If you ever want to go to college, you better get good grades because we won’t send you.
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Worst opinion out of my mom’s mouth “However entertaining you find him now, he’ll be gone in three months.” Working on year number four.
Best advice (that I can remember currently) “Visit every school before you decide which one to go to” My top choice school took me thirty seconds to hate when I stepped on campus.
Best advice from mom and dad: “Lead the fourth highest of your longest and strongest suit.”
Worst: You can’t do anything. Anything you can do is so insignifant as to be totally worthless. YOU are totally worthless.
Best: Nobody will ever want to do anything for you. You have to do everything for yourself.