When college has prepared you for a life of analyzing books and producing papers on the subtext, what jobs can you achieve?
Not much, as it turns out.
What do you do with a B.A. in English,
What is my life going to be?
Four years of college and plenty of knowledge,
Have earned me this useless degree.
I can’t pay the bills yet,
‘Cause I have no skills yet,
The world is a big scary place.
But somehow I can’t shake,
The feeling I might make,
To the human race.
I graduated from college two years ago and have found that my particular set of skills prepared me for nothing but trying to find opportunities to use the word “juxtaposition” in conversation. Try as I might, the classified section has yet to produce any advertisements for “professional reader.” What is a girl to do?
Start a blog about reading, of course.
Though I doubt it will make a difference to the human race, it will at least make the payment of my student loans seem worthwhile.