And it got me thinking. College ruined a lot for us post grads. I mean, don't get me wrong, college was awesome and let us earn degrees so we could get good jobs (HAHAHAHA) and it prepared us for life in many ways, but it in other ways, it made the transition into adulthood even worse.
Allow me to elaborate.
1. NO MORE BREAKS, SUCKERS! After roughly 16 years of summer vacation, Christmas break, and spring break, the only breaks we have left are weekends. That's it. Just weekends. Until you die. Or retire. At the rate we're going, death may come first.
There needs to be a 12 step program for this. A support group. A weaning process of some sort. My first year post grad was full of angst and frustration over working full time ALL YEAR LONG. It's not fair.
Teachers aren't allowed to comment on this. I will not listen!
2. Weight gain. Now I know I'm not alone in saying that I might have gained a rather disgusting amount of weight since graduating. Gone are the days of walking all over campus, to and from my apartment, up the stairs of the Arts & Sciences building, and working out at the student gym. No. Now I'm confined to my desk for 8 hours a day. No moving. And I'm surrounded by vending machines that serve Little Debbie's only. Even when you eat healthy, it takes much more effort to lose weight and/or maintain.
And before you know it, your fat jeans become your skinny jeans.
3. Time off.
College: It's raining? You didn't sleep well last night? Had a little too much fun? Go back to bed! Skip class!
Post grad life: It's raining? You didn't sleep well last night? Had a little too much fun? SUCK IT UP AND GO TO WORK. And don't be late, or that will come out of your PTO.
Speaking of PTO! In college you can't skip class whenever you want, but you typically get several excused absences per semester, and you only go to that 2 hour class 2 or 3 days a week. Work? You get vacation time, but only a handful of days PER YEAR. And you're at work 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. Much easier to go to a two hour class and zone out than go to work for 8 hours and be "productive" or whatever it is we're supposed to be.
4. Time in general. I used to be so excited to get out of college, because that meant NO HOMEWORK EVER AGAIN OMG! But then I realized, some days I wouldn't mind homework if I could do it at 2:00 in the afternoon, sitting in bed wearing my pajamas, laptop on my lap, coffee next to me, and Full House reruns in the background. I have to say, I'd much rather be cranking out an essay for my Creative Writing class in my pajamas right now instead of sitting at a desk, pretending to work, and wearing dress pants with an itchy tag. I'm just saying, I'd think about the trade off.
And I still had plenty of time to cook, hang out with friends, work out, and do pretty much whatever I wanted to do. Now, I'm lucky if I have the energy to cook dinner AND go to the gym after work.
If I could go back to my little grey duplex where I used to complain about my lack of free time, I'd smack myself silly.
5. Job vs. classes. We all had that professor (or several) or class (Chemistry and Shakespeare, BURN IN HELL) that we hated. That pushed us to the brink and made us question anything and everything. But we could drop those classes if we needed to. And worst case? It would only last a couple months. And then you would never have to see that professor or talk about periodic tables ever again.
But a job? Well, I guess you could technically "drop" your job, but good luck paying the bills! And a job isn't something you endure for a couple months; you have it until you can get another job. And that's hard to do. Trust me.
6. Money. I had bills in college, I did. But not like I do now. College taught me how to REALLY budget and stretch a penny. But lesbehonest, we spent our money quite differently in college than we do now. For instance, instead of stressing about shelling out hundreds of beans to get new tires on my car next weekend, I would've been scavenging for gas money to go to the beach. And for an iced coffee, because a beach trip was never complete without iced coffee.
7. Clothes. In college, we wore whatever we wanted to class. I tried not to wear sweats, but there were days that's all I could handle. But work? You have to look professional everyday, no matter how bloated you are. Some days, making me wear black pants and a nice shirt is just asking too much.
So there we go.Thoughts?