I'm just not made for working life
Friday, September 01, 2006
Yes, that's what I gathered from several symptoms. You would think so too if you:
- Were taking fourth year, whilst barging into honours knowing you actually just scraped through, just so you can buy time away from the woes of suddenly being thrown into the I-STILL-can't-find-a-job state (granted, of course, a year's time of procrastinating makes a hell lot of a difference to you).
- Actually tried to work part-time while studying and found yourself exhausted trying to juggling school (of which you already were mediocre in the first place) and more stress-filled work which included having to please an eccentric cum temperamental boss, and trying to shuffle from one place to another, which meant having to sacrifice some meals. I know weight loss is a pretty great thing for most girls, but having eyebags and gaunt looks suddenly appear does not exactly complement your stick-thin figure in the best way, does it?
- Were learning two languages at the same time (or same period of time) and were counting on using them to value-add yourself when you start work (IF you start work), but haven't yet gotten a decent proficiency certificate in either one or both of them. Well granted you do need time to learn, you also need time to take those tests, especially they only occur once every half a year or every year.
- Get the same questions from your relatives every year regarding your current occupational status, and every year they get the same answer: still studying. And only recently, your uncle joked: "Why don't you just continue studying forever? Then you don't have to work!" and you actually considered his suggestion very seriously (of course he meant going on to do graduate studies, not staying on as an undergraduate forever).
- Hear horror stories from friends who have already graduated about how horrible work is and how they just want to return to being a student. Or worse, hear about how they are still currently jobless and how nobody bothers to even reply to their job applications.
- Knew you would miss all the concessions/promotions being offered to students only, especially since it'll make you feel young straddling adulthood and teenhood yet still enjoying the benefits of a student.
- Hang around with people (much) younger than you are, only to realise the age gap when you start thinking of what you want to do when you graduate when it suddenly dawns on you that it is actually much much sooner than you expect.
- Realise you probably will spend more than you earn, which is really not so unfamiliar from what you're doing now, thanks to the generous contributions of your father and his mighty supplementary cards. Of course, what you should be doing is really to be astonished at your own spending power at such a young age, especially when you're technically unable to support yourself fully. And then, horror of all horrors, you discover, to your ultimate disbelief, that you cannot (read: unable, incapable, impossible, life-threatening situation) save (money) to save your own life.
- Were lying to yourself when you said you wanted to get out of the hell-hole as soon as possible. Of course, it's a lie. What else can it be... I mean, which is the ultimate hell-hole?
- Absolutely loathe the idea of sitting around in an office, taking on a regular 9-to-5 job and collecting a measly paycheck every month so you can start looking for a wife/husband + family to support.
And the diagnosis is: I'm suffering from a (mild?) bout of work life withdrawal symptoms, even before I actually start to work full-time.
1:20 am
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