Aug 03, 2006 23:04
I studied Psychology and English in college. But, I think, more than reading a lot of books, writing a lot of papers, and memorizing a lot of statistics, what I learned in college was how to think. Really think.
Isn't that what we all earned in college? I think so.
Ironically, when we graduate, we often find ourselves in entry-level positions and internships where we spend most of our hours answering phones and making copies. Mindless. Completely mindless.
When I was looking for a job, I thought, "Well, I don't have very much work experience (outside of retail-- don't get me wrong. I worked a lot in college. Sometimes three jobs at once. But not that much in an office.) so may have a tough time finding a positon." Here's the truth-- your undergraduate career will not prepare you for the job you'll have after graduation. You know why? Because you didn't take classes where you learned to do bullshit. You took classes that mattered to you for a reason, and you learned valuable and important skills. Skills a lot more important than how to use a multi-line phone and a fax machine. But, when you're out of the free-thinking tank of liberalism that is UCLA (err... maybe your college wasn't like that) you'll have to struggle to keep yourself thinking on the same level that you once were on.
Last week I finished reading Life of Pi. I would reccomend it to anyone. It brought out the good ol' Englsh major in me. I was marking pages and looking for symbolism and theorizing just like I used to do.
I feel like working in such a stale environment is a constant battle for interesting stimulus. Ah, the sterile fraternity that is finance.
It's okay, though. I'm saving money, so, one day, I can quit and travel freely. Then I can do all the Goddamn thinking I wanna do... in Europe. Haha. MUAHAHAHA.
So... the moral of the story? Read Life of Pi. It'll make you question yourself, in a very good way. Never stop questioning. Never stop thinking. Even when you're sitting in your cube, shivering under your a/c vent.
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