We have reached the point in our college journey that we can say we’re almost graduates. I’m talking like, half a year.
The day is coming where we will no longer shuffle through these hallowed halls like zombies to an early morning class.
We’ll have tossed our graduation caps with jubilation and pride before hitting the eject button on what was our safety net.
While it’s exciting to think about, it’s also terrifying.
We get to brave the big, broad world and jump feet first into an evolving and exciting industry.
Except there is one problem: Deciding on a career sucks.
There are eight of us hopeful journalists that are going to swarm the local markets for a job when we graduate. And although eight doesn’t seem like a lot, in a market this size, that’s a ton of competition.
And then there is the people around you who are always trying to get up in your business. Let’s go over some of the things that other people say to you when you’re out there in the trenches looking for gainful employment. “What kind of job do you want?”
Hmm…let me see…
Since being paid to watch Netflix and eat ice cream isn’t as lucrative as I originally thought, I’ll have to say whatever poor sap decides to risk public humiliation by bringing my sassy self on board is the job I want.
Then you get the people who ask, “Well didn’t you always want to work for X company? You should apply there.”
Thank you so much captain obvious; why didn’t I think of that before?
Let me just walk into the New York Times office right now, pick my desk and let them know I’ll be starting next Monday.
Thank you for that life changing suggestion. *rolls eyes*
And, my personal favourite question to be asked…*ahem-mom* WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT TO DO WITH YOUR LIFE?
In that moment, panic strikes.
I have no idea what I want to do with my life.
Don’t get me wrong, I want a great job. I don’t want to just pick the company that will pay me the most money. However, my first goal is to figure who in the hell will just actually pay me in the first place.
Oh, and if it’s a job that pays me in real money and not just life experience that’s a plus.
It’s times like this I envy those who knew what they were destined to be ever since they exited their mother’s womb.
Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to be a ballerina for the entirety of my childhood until I realized that this potato wasn’t built for ballet.
So, I’m about to graduate, and I still don’t know what the hell I want to do with my life.
Although I have enjoyed my time here at the college and did well in my studies, it still doesn’t give me an answer for what I want to be when I grow up.
I guess I will just see where this crazy life journey takes me…we’ll call it an adventure.