One door opens another door....Opens?
So I decided that if I couldn't find a real job, then I would go after my Master's in Sociology with absolute devotion over the next year...not to mention beginning the long process of applying to various PhD programs. I got a rejection letter from one prospective employer on Saturday. I decided the other one just didn't want me, because they didn't bother to contact me at all.
Today I'm on campus scrounging for summer funding to take a couple of classes. I go buy lunch. I drive to the park. I'm eating my lunch in my car when my mother calls. She just wanted to let me know that the other prospective employer left a message on the home phone asking to schedule an interview with me.
I suppose the first door opening was just one inside my head leading into a dusty old place where I used to stay and study, keeping education as my first priority. The second door is, literally, the place that wants to interview me, but it's also my feeling of being 24 years old and having a car payment. It's a desire to support myself and live only on money that I have earned. It's a desire to get out of my mother's hair.
What to do? Get a secure job with benefits, retirement, and the prospect of middle management? Or should I do what I've been working toward for the past four years...and dreaming about for many more?
I suppose I already know the answer. I just feel like such a burden.
Today I'm on campus scrounging for summer funding to take a couple of classes. I go buy lunch. I drive to the park. I'm eating my lunch in my car when my mother calls. She just wanted to let me know that the other prospective employer left a message on the home phone asking to schedule an interview with me.
I suppose the first door opening was just one inside my head leading into a dusty old place where I used to stay and study, keeping education as my first priority. The second door is, literally, the place that wants to interview me, but it's also my feeling of being 24 years old and having a car payment. It's a desire to support myself and live only on money that I have earned. It's a desire to get out of my mother's hair.
What to do? Get a secure job with benefits, retirement, and the prospect of middle management? Or should I do what I've been working toward for the past four years...and dreaming about for many more?
I suppose I already know the answer. I just feel like such a burden.