Well it's been a week since my last night off...boy am I tired. I spent the day playing Guitar Hero. Oh, and I saw NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM with my family. That's all I have done today. I was supposed to be getting a new computer in the mail soon, but DELL fucked up and randomly canceled my order. I got in touch with them, and even they don't know why (go figure). But, turns out that might be a good thing--Leah's sister gets a discount with DELL!!! So it looks like I'm going to save a few hundred dollars on my new laptop.
I worked 16 overtime hours thus far this week (Saturday begins the week pay periods). I need to work more!!! More I say!!! Though I don't think I'll top my 81 hours 45 minutes of last week. That was just nuts (seriously). I don't even remember half the shit that happened. And sleeping in my car SUCKED. There has to be a better way to live...oh yeah, that's why I'm in college.
WRONG! I majored in fucking English.
Welcome to the rest of your life Mr. Limemonkey. If I could go back in time and change ONE THING, I would tell my younger self "Screw majoring in 'what you like,' pick something that is going to get you a job."
I had a fellow guard (60 years young he was) tell me that I have no prospects. At first I was mad, but he has a point--I have no prospects. In short, I better get used to working 70+ hours a week (90+ when Leah starts pumping out those babies).
I'm giving up on writing. I need money, not a fantasy.
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Your ridiculus, I will be working too so you wont and dont need to be working like a mad man. And I dont think ill be "Pumping " out babies, I m pretty sure it doesnt work that way
What does a 60 year old security guard know? English is a GOOD degree if you know how to present yourself. Lots of places will want a literate, critical thinker--which you are. Companies are and will increasingly become DESPERATE for folks who know how to read, write, analyze and feel compassion. You will be wanted. Please, please don't measure your accomplishments by what you are having to do at the moment...I was an emergency room receptionist, a bartender, a steak house hostess. I graded tree seedlings. I took on editing contracts, did contract writing, wrote reviews, etc, etc, etc.
Am I Leah? Am I really? And yes, for the record...as someone who has seen this shit first hand--yes, women do pump them out. And it's the scariest fucking thing in the world (and, frankly, pretty gross no matter how you slice it). True, when I get home I won't have to work so much...because you'll be working too. But Grad school and yes, children are expensive propositions that, frankly, you won't be in any condition to help pay for. Don't worry, I'm male--I'm resigned to my fate.
Women bitch about how much more men get in life. This is the trade off. David is correct, I am killing myself. Just like my old man...and about 3 billion other dudes. This is why WE DON'T LIVE AS LONG AS WOMEN.
Terri--
Thanks for the kind words. Yeah, I also had a conversation with a guy who was (of all things) a Geology major with an English...he told me about all the different jobs he's had. He was a total 360 degrees different than the other guy. People like you, me, and Robert Hoover (that was his name) do end up working a bunch of odd jobs...and I have no problem with that (I guess). I just hate how people treat my degree program (as useless). I mean, I guess it is...but well, we'll see.
Honestly, my plan after school is to take the Civil Servant's test and go work for the government. My sister's boyfriend works of the Postal Service and just got his brother a job (starting at $18.50 an hour).
Hey Jimu, when those new babies start draining what little money you have--go work for the government. You get all the major holidays off (no need to get a babysitter when the kids get off of school) and it's the government!!! You'll be the SMARTEST person in the room (no matter what room you're in).
Having worked with most of those morons, umm, security guards, I agree with Terri. I used to get endless reams of shit from my peers who'd say things like, "Why are you here? Why aren't you up in cubicle land?" and "You know you'll never get published, right?"
Heh. Fuckers.
What I can tell you is that there are more jobs for folks with English Majors than there are for History Majors (unless you like selling insurance, which I don't, I'll commit a felony, I know it). Places are always hiring English majors to write their internal crap, their manuals, their ad campaigns and so forth.
So, dude, you have prospects. Especially if you combine it with some journalism and marketing work.
Furthermore, most of those idiots that are working for your employer can't write to save their lives. How is it you think I ended up out on patrol again?
"Murph is smart. He can write a report. We'll put him out there."
Screw the bastard. Well, not literally, but you know what I mean.
Respects,
Murph
In Your Corner, Dude.
Ha!!! Well now I don't feel so stupid for switching to English (I WAS a History major). Anyway, I think you and Terri make vaild points...but I still think my job opps are limited. Oh well.
It's true, the cavemen down at Uni-Guard aren't really good "lifecoach" material...but when older people (55+) speak, I listen. They have life experiance. But yeah, the guy was an asshole (I'd never tell someone I'd only known for an hour they had no prospects).
Jason, as I come up on 36 this July, here is my advice concerning "advice" from folks older than you.
Chances are, they fucked up their life just fine. If you give them half a chance, they'll fuck yours up too.
My advice, "Ignore them."
There are exceptions, of course. Listening to Terri is probably a good idea, so is listening to any police officer that pulls you over at a traffic stop (especially that part about "get down on the ground") but for the most part, I take "advice" from anyone with a block of salt lick.
Most adults are mucking it through just like you, Jason. Trust me. And most don't know any better.
Respects,
Murph
Northtown, Missouri
Well now, if I take your advice...then I shouldn't listen to your advice!!!
You're right, though. I'm going on 24, and I'm just as confused as I was when I was 17 or 10 for that matter. I keep waiting for the wisdom and the knowledge to show up and "become" an adult.
It never comes, and never will come.
Check this out
http://www.nytimes.com/2004/12/07/business/07write.html?ei=5090&en=6c4f3a02432550f0&ex=1260075600&pagewanted=print&position=
Well I still feel like I could have done better, but thanks everyone (Terri/Murph) for making me feel better.
Great article Terri (BTW). Everyone else should go check it out.
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