In the Footsteps of Fleur
I'm going for the multiple posts...
I kinda yelled at my brother this weekend.
He's 18, and does the shoulder shrug when you ask him what his next plan is. I hate that...the indifference. It's not really his fault, and I'm not attacking his credibility, but come on.
He might go to community college, he might become an HVAC technician, might this, might that.
Of course, I had no clue what I wanted to at his age...but this is the fundamental difference:
I had no idea what I wanted to do, but I took initiative by going to college. I started out at community college, and there's no shame in that. I needed to bring my grades up to a repectable GPA so the man, I forget his name, but he wouldn't let me in to Eastern until I did.
And I did.
The rest is luck and opportunity that I took advantage of.
My point to my brother was that even if you don't know what you want to do, at least SHOW INITIATIVE! Take a fucking class or something.
Taking a year or two off doesn't do anyone any favors...it says "I fucked around, and then I realized how few options I truly had."
Then I got the whole "hey he's 18 if he wants to take a few years off let him!!"
I replied that you can't go through life babying every one. People got mad and I got all yelly...it was kind of a mess.
The kid works at UPS now, and my Dad keeps encouraging him to stay there and work his way up the ladder.
I'm willing to believe the box stacker has little chance of reaching upper management.
I blame my "success" on the ridiculousness of others.