I was an English major. For four years, I studied action verbs, metaphors, and alliteration. Professors drilled into my brain the importance of originality, thoughtfulness, and a strong personal voice. Clichés were not only banned during my time at university, but any use of one unironically would result in a stern frown from Professor Hemingway-Shakespeare-Austen and 30 minutes of astonished mockery from student-snob one through five.
Then I graduated. Last May, in fact. And I realized that my entire post-graduation life could be defined entirely by clichés.
Ignorance is bliss.
Boy, ain’t that the truth. When I was at school thinking about my future, it seemed so far in the distance. There were things more pressing that were blocking my vision; finals, papers, grocery lists. I wasn’t too worried about my post-graduation life. I had, like I do for most things, the “I’ll figure it out” attitude. For the most part, I was pretty relaxed in my bliss.
There’s no time like the present.
So, the bliss ended and my ignorance caught up with me. Sure, I skipped over some things I could have been doing before I graduated, but there’s no going back now and there’s no time like the present. Today, I try my best to make every minute of my days count, including working that crappy waitress job where I receive those whopping $0.96 tips (check out Wait What Wednesday for further explanation), until the dream job comes my way or I work my way to it. I work hard, I don’t complain too much, and I make this life count, because there’s no time like the present.
Actions speak louder than words.
I can say all day long that I’m going towards a better life, a better job, a better attitude. I can say there’s no time like the present until my face turns blue (Two clichés in one sentence… Bonus?). It’s all about putting my money where my mouth is (Okay… Too much.). For the time being, I’m in a job I don’t particularly care for, I’m reliant on other people for almost everything in my life. However, I know that to get to my ideal future filled with independence, health insurance, and a steady income, I have to work hard and take the proper steps.
A watched pot never boils.
Will a watched e-mail inbox fill? Will a watched cellphone ring? Anybody else someone who unrealistically expects immediate results? As soon as I send in a job application, I’m checking my e-mail for that interview. And I check it at least ten times after that, waiting for it to come, even if it doesn’t. Patience isn’t my strong suit.
You can’t please everyone.
This was a hard one for me to come to terms with. But once I did, I realized that I’m the one putting in the work for my future. At the end of the day (a cliché my brother despises), I have to live with the decisions I make and where they lead me. It’s nice to make those around me happy, too. If there’s a way to make us both happy at the same time, I will always choose that path. But my own happiness is my priority.
Laughter is the best medicine.
I try not to take life too seriously. When I send job applications in and they reply with “no thanks,” I remind myself that there are plenty of other jobs out there. When I receive $0.96 tips at my crappy waitress job, I remind myself it’s not $0. Everything in life is temporary, the crappy stuff and unfortunately, the good stuff too. I remind myself that every day. So, it’s important to laugh, at the crappy and the good.
Until next time, H.