First, I must say that it has been quite some time since I've written here. It seems that free time can sometimes be a valued commodity. Since last I wrote, several things have occured. I am proud to say that I graduated from the University of Florida in December with a 3.34 GPA and a BSBA in Marketing. It was both a great moment and one that has saddened me. Change is something I embrace because it shows we're alive. But, some changes are harder than others.
I worked for a five months at Toys R Us as a manager in training. However, through some circumstances that defy logical explanation, I no longer work there. This has lead me to two very important pieces of advise to people. One, don't work retail. Two, don't shop at Toys R Us.
In mid July, I became unemployed. Since that time, up to the time of this writing, I have been umemployed. That is a reality that I have a great deal of difficulty grasping. Granted, I can survive for a short amount of time longer before I become broke, but still, time is running out. And, getting another job that pays enough to "pay the bills" is seemingly harder and harder. The labor market tightening and my sudden indecision about what it is that I'd like to do with my life create even more complications. With a marketing major, you would imagine that I would have a clear idea as to what I would like to do. It would seem clear that I would want to get into sales of some type. Yet, my passion is more for running a business, not a single consumer transaction. Every thought I have about what I would truly like to do with my life revolves around me administratively running something involved with personal recreation. I've mentioned before that I want to run a national wrestling promotion (since not even Vince McMahon really knows how to do it RIGHT!), I want to run my own personal "Pleasure Island" (copying, to a certain extent, Disney's PI but in Los Angeles near the Six Flags park), I want to be a movie producer (again business side of creativity) or a television producer. Yet, there's no job of Monster.com that offers that opportunity. There's no personal contact I can make to get a job like these. There's no college job fair with opportunities like these. Instead, there is a plethra of uninspired jobs lacking the creativity, omniscience, flexibility, and enjoyment that I require. Is it too much to ask for a job that I have a passion for? Is it too much to ask for a job I will enjoy doing for hours and hours and hours? I have proven through many of my experiences with on campus organizations that I will work harder and longer than anyone if I have a passion and a personal stake in the outcome of my work. I know there is nothing more dangerous than the inexperienced person starting a business. Yet, also have to believe that there may be nothing more a kin to the American Dream either. For now, I seek to find stability and a foundation of steady employment. But soon, I feel like my spirit must be quenched. America wasn't built on people afraid of taking chances.
Speaking of America, I wanted to wrap this up with a simple thought for what occurred September 11, 2001. There, in one morning, America changed. FOUR planes, TWO major cities, more than 6,000 souls and thousands of images filled our thoughts and hearts. Yet, it was perhaps the number one that loomed over our great land. Not one mayor or one president or even one terrorist leader filled the bulk of the airwaves that night. Instead, it was the singlular and powerful spirit of America. Suddenly American Flags were everywhere. People bonded together. Rescue workers banded together. Suddenly, we were once again "One Nation, Under God." One nation. One spirit. One America.
