Career (un)Fair March 25 2015
There was a mandatory business class in high school. It was brief and I didn't get much out of it. At one point the teacher had everyone make posters on success from magazine clippings. Over and over someone would creep up, say, "Here is my poster of success. My future car, it's a Mustang. Here's my big house, and I'll have lots of money. The bling represents, umm, more money." Clap, clap. Slink back to seat. I think I drew a beach on mine. "Don't you want a car?" "No, it'll pollute my beach."