It’s July?!

1 Jul

That’s fucked up.  Moving on.

Sweetheart, answers can't be found behind the kidney beans, but you're cute for trying.

For me, buying groceries is always some kind of existential journey, involving several questions but few answers.  When I see people much older than me bagging my items, I always wonder, what happened in their lives that they’re working here now?  How many of these people have post-secondary degrees and were screwed by the economy, so now their last resort includes the phrase, “Is plastic okay?”

It makes me think, who the hell am I to think I’m entitled to a semi-decent job right after college, when the market is tough for everyone?  What the fuck makes me so special, anyway?  Does the sun shine that brightly out of my ass that I can’t strap an apron around it and stock some tuna cans?

And then I wonder, but will this ever happen to me?  At what point in my job hunt will I become desperate enough to work here?  Will it happen after I’ve been searching for a year?  Will it happen sooner, later?

Seriously, I never thought that buying tampons, milk, and detergent could be such a soul-wracking experience.


2 Responses to “It’s July?!”

  1. just_uraverage July 2, 2010 at 9:37 pm #

    I completely agree with you. The thing is we were taught to believe in ourselves. We were taught to enpower ourselves. The question isn’t whether or not we’re beneath it. The question is when push comes to shove, will we work harder than everyone else to make it or will we just “settle”?

  2. MA July 3, 2010 at 7:44 am #

    Liberal arts education should have taught you that life is not always rosy… things don’t always go your way. But liberal arts education taught you that you do your best under the circumstance. Hang in there… what goes down must go up sometime… may take longer than you’d like.

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