In my senior year I reluctantly took a required psychology course. The
first day, the professor commented on each student’s major, trying to
provoke a response. Well, it was working. Some students were becoming
defensive. When it was my turn, I told him I was a music major.
“So,” asked my professor, “what does your father think of you wasting
your education to study music.”
And I shot back, “He’s just thankful that I didn’t go into psychology.”