Poor, Poor Engineers.
I guess if you want to be an engineer, you can't have sex. This means one of three things:

1. Engineering cannot be a hereditary career.
2. All those engineers I knew at school were liars. Chaste liars, but liars nonetheless.
3. If engineering skill is dependent on never having sex, we're all doomed. Of course, this would explain why my toaster always %$&$*'s my toast.

Yet another compelling argument for liberal arts education. Employability, low. Carnality, you betcha.

   ¶ 4:48 p.m.