In those situations, that is the best class sizes for electricity tomfoolery, sprinkled heavily with bravely, and a side of youth assumed immortality.
It is also a good class size to swiftly move bodies, of things get too bad.
I had a similar sized class when I apprenticed as an electrical worker via “future farmers if America” funding.
I learned so many good ways to fix things correctly, and three times that number in “bad” ways to fix things.
Guerrilla learning method with pratical daily needed subjects is SORELY missed now-a-days.
I made one of these when I was young, poor, homeless, and imminently dying due to being swiftly being frozen to death (with bone tumors coming in second place in the death race). I was able to get an abandoned metal shead with a small heater working quickly in a sudden ice storm using on hand parts and a pirated “outside” power line.
Outside of a significant situation like that… it’s not a good idea
The longform video format is highly underrated.
Some days I want to watch a 20 hour retrospective on Skyrim.
Other days I want to enjoy 20 hours of an AI voice recapping a Korean manhwa about the world’s most powerful necromancer from another world that’s like a video game…
YouTube shorts also have their place for micro hits of dopamine.
So long as it makes us happy, it can’t be that bad?
Random computer quirks always fascinate me. The strangest one I had involved a computer that shouldn’t have existed.
One time in the early aughts I had a patchwork computer that I put together from the junk pile of a local computer store that a buddy of mine ran.
It was barely holding together in a rusty frame, with zip ties and wood glue.
Its modem was temperamental as hell. It would only stay online so long as it was pinging a website via command prompt. It was only some websites, too. Like I could ping Geocities, but not livejournel.
I remember many weekends doing Mephisto runs in Diablo II, praying that my command prompt doesn’t bug out anytime I’d get anything worthwhile.
Back during the late 90s era of internet, I got into a MASSIVE amount of troyble over a finger slip in a high school computer lab.
We were all assigned an African country to write an essay about. We had to only use internet cited sources.
I was assigned a country with the Namba people. Somehow I fat-fingered an “L” in there in the worst places. (Between the ‘b’ and the ‘a’ - don’t google it)
It triggered my school’s search filter. Altavista got involved. It was a nightmare.
The police got in contact with my parents, thinking I was being groomed and in danger of kidnapping.
It sucked.