Ms. William's question bleeds through the plastic gray speakers on the doors of my ford focus. I roll my eyes.
A week ago, I, among (give-or-take) 400 other people walked across the stage to receive what we've been working towards for the last four years--a navy blue folder and San Dam cross.
When I "robed" up for the ceremony, that was the only thing I thought I was going to get; however, along with a pleather folder and the little metallic jesus, I also got a whole lot of uncertainty.
I like being in control--most people do. I just didn't realize how much I liked it until my future was in the hands of other.
My fiance and I have been waiting for two weeks to find out if he got a computer job in Indy. The job pays well and would be up his alley. Unfortunately, he got an email yesterday stating they choose "the other candidate".
As I read the email, it felt like the man who wrote it reached his hands through John's (my fiance's) phone to choke me. I wasn't upset because John didn't get the job. I'm confident he will find something, even if it means he's back working as a swim instructor. I was heart broken because this meant more time "living in limbo".
At graduation, they mention a lot about moving on, following our dreams, and entering the "real" world. Marian's Marketing department mentioned on many occasions how proud they are to release such wonderful students in to the work force.
Most of us weren't released in to the work force. I guess, that is the elephant in the room (or in my case on the football field) at graduation.
Most of us walked across that stage into a period of awkward apprehension. I think it is fair to say that a portion of the graduating has not found jobs in their field--or a job in general. Some of us have jobs, but for someone with a private education, the pay seems somewhat disappointing. Some of us have jobs, and why they may pay well, they're not at all where we hoped we would end up. Some may be going to grad school, so they have to again endure the awkward transition to another stage of education and the worries that are associated with that.
While I have a job, John still struggles to find work. It looks like I will be commuting a hour and a half everyday from home to work, because we don't want to get an apartment if he doesn't have a job.
So, we will continue to check his email every 10 minutes. And hopefully someone will be nice enough to give this fine, young man a position somewhere.
Despite her twangy voice and distracting double negatives, I think Hayley Williams may be on to something here. Jumping head first into the "real world" kind of totally blows.
I'm sure my perspective will change soon. Perspective is everything, people. But right now, I just kind of what to wallow in self pity and blame everything on the failing economy...and eat my feelings.
For those of you lucky enough to be unfamiliar with the Hayley Williams references:
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