My folks split up my senior year. I didn’t think it was going to affect me as much as it has. It’s weird to see your dad struggle with moving to a new town, finding a new place to live, finding a new job, and building a new social life. It’s disheartening to see that in 30 years, I might be struggling with the same shit I’m dealing with as a postgrad.
As someone who just came out of these postgrad dark times, I agree wholeheartedly with this article. I would add the importance of balancing not selling yourself short with being realistic and adjusting your employment/salary expectations. As someone who contemplated suicide almost daily while living in my mom’s garage and working graveyard at the 7-11 for a year, I can assure you that taking a low paying professional job with upward potential beats the hell out of waiting for a golden opportunity. So consider applying for something’s you might not normally. Keep your chin up through the dark times. And when a little opportunity comes along, jump on it and worry about how you’ll turn it into your dream career later.
If I ever get married, I’m gonna be too zonked out on Xanax to do anything other than say “I do” or maybe even just “yeah”.
I couldn’t afford $2,200 a month even with dad paying half. PGP.
My folks split up my senior year. I didn’t think it was going to affect me as much as it has. It’s weird to see your dad struggle with moving to a new town, finding a new place to live, finding a new job, and building a new social life. It’s disheartening to see that in 30 years, I might be struggling with the same shit I’m dealing with as a postgrad.
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Shotgun swiping but only getting 2-3 matches per week and one response every other week. Uggo problem.
But if I can be real for a minute, the real reason she didn’t go home with me is because I’m a bit overweight and not particularly attractive. PGP.
My takeaway from this is women just need to go home with 3x as many guys to break even. You gotta play to win.
It’s not a lie if YOU believe it.
And here I am struggling to even get a first date.
I don’t believe you.
Love the Moon Taxi shout out.
Maybe you’re not as smart as you think.
Shoulda gone to Phish.
I like the idea of PGP greatest hits, but isn’t this from a month ago? Sunday afternoon classic McGannon reposts would be better.
I stand by my statement. Buy a luxury car as a postgrad just to impress people? Give me a break.
That quick “high school volleyball stats” mention hit close to home. At least I know it’s not just me.
Do less.
Was anyone ever just ordering one McDouble?
As someone who just came out of these postgrad dark times, I agree wholeheartedly with this article. I would add the importance of balancing not selling yourself short with being realistic and adjusting your employment/salary expectations. As someone who contemplated suicide almost daily while living in my mom’s garage and working graveyard at the 7-11 for a year, I can assure you that taking a low paying professional job with upward potential beats the hell out of waiting for a golden opportunity. So consider applying for something’s you might not normally. Keep your chin up through the dark times. And when a little opportunity comes along, jump on it and worry about how you’ll turn it into your dream career later.
That second from the last paragraph reminded me of how much I’m starting to identify with Steely Dan’s “Hey Nineteen”.