On Girls and Jobs and How Much they Have In Common

As those of you who have taken the time to glance at my profile will be aware, I have recently graduated. Violently cast upon my graduation from the Eden of academia, I am having to find my own way in the real world jungles and swamps of life outside the garden. Confronted with the imperatives of survival and a steep bolder slope of self invention before me, I have been forced to face up to or reconsider all manner of things. Out of the general trauma of this process has come for me all manner of insights and realisations. Between internships and job hunting etc. I hold drinking workshops with certain among my fellow graduates in which we work at beating a future vessel out of what we have to work with, usually making our way home with a lump of mangled mettle, but with hope, and the vague notion that the mess may be better beaten sober. It was after just such a session, as I was winding my way homeward in the rain late one night last week, and letting the creeping tendril vines of though wonder over my future that an insight of a sort occurred to me. What suddenly occurred to me, in a manner it only could have occured to someone not entirely sober, were the parallels to be drawn between girls and jobs. While perhaps among the less profound of my recent enlightenments, this analogy none the less has continued to tickle me in the way silly little analogies can from time to time.

Jobs in fact have a surprising amount in common with girls, and here are the parallels: You find yourself looking around- seeing all these sexy jobs, you fancy a go at lots of them, feel you could get something out of a go at any number of them, and life seems full of the excitement of possibility. When it comes down to it however, when it comes to actually choosing one, its hard to see oneself committing to any one in particular...so you don’t. Everyone else though seems to have one, and it hurts your pride that you don't have one… looking around its not hard to find yourself feeling envious of what other people have. In the end, most end up just doing one for a while, but the danger in this is that you do one for a while only to wish you hadn’t in the end – you can’t help thinking about the opportunities you missed while stuck somewhere you never really wanted to be in the first place. When it comes to jobs and girls, you have to be careful, careful that you don’t end up stuck permanently with the first one that came along, or worse, that you don't get used to it loosing the imagination and ambition that might have carried you to some higher level of achievement – and fulfillment. When it comes down to it though, no body can get by without one, or both, even if they rarely turn out to be what we immagine!

What do you have to say to that then...