Tonight I walked out of my upper division theme class, and as I'm walking downstairs I see a guy I know at the bottom wearing gloves. When I reach the ground floor I see that he has a trashcan, and is working as a night-time janitor.
This is an intelligent guy who I knew from when I was in computer engineering. He graduated in the Spring and is finishing up a class. The best job a computer engineering student could find right now was janitor at the school he graduated from. Was sort of a reality check.
It was quite awkward running into him while on the job like that too.
__________________
Life is just blah, blah, blah
You hope for blah
And sometimes you find it, but mostly it's blah
And waiting for blah
And hoping you were right about the blahs you made
And then, just when you think you've got the whole blah'd damn thing figured out
And you're surrounded by the ones you blah
Death shows up... anddd blah, blah, blah.
|