My days are numbered.
College is almost over and the real world is getting closer and closer. And it’s not the kind where you get to drink and be sexually promiscuous with eight random roommates. It’s the kind where a body running solely on Ramen drags itself from interview to interview before finding somewhere to spend the rest of your life.
One of college’s sole purposes is preparation for life after diploma. Yet, somehow, there are some major differences between how I live my life now and how I imagine my life will be come June.
America is in a recession and unemployment continues to rise, yet I currently have three jobs. As unemployment lines grow longer, so do my responsibilities at work. If only I could pawn the assignment of intramural referee off on one of those recent pink slip recipients.
Instead of turning down extra jobs so I can play intramural pickleball or get more than five hours of sleep each night, I picture myself frantically searching for something, anything to pay the bills.
Seriously, anyone hire me. I will do anything.
My sleep schedule is something that will take a huge hit come graduation. I currently do about 15-20 hours of work per week during normal business hours (assuming I don’t skip class). The rest of that time is a mixture of naps, food, general horseplay and a bit more napping.
The rest of my work is done sometime between sundown and most normal human beings’ deep sleep cycle. When I enter the “real” world and get a “real” job that isn’t going to fly. I’ll have to somehow trick my body into waking and working with the rest of the world.
I do, however, look forward to actually having weekends. You know, days between the weeks where I don’t have to work and can spend time on more important things like taking my wife to dinner, picking out paint samples and complaining about my job.
I can’t say for sure now, but I expect life after college to be quite a wakeup and my alarm couldn’t even do that this morning.