Working Girl

The next step after the very grim graduation -- getting a job. It took me well over two months before I got a job. Back in college I always told myself that I can do better than those who go to a typical 9-5. I guess I was wrong. Again, I am just like everybody else. Average. However, in this mediocrity I found the extraordinary. In retrospect, I have this opinion because I never seemed to understand what is average. I was always a few steps ahead or behind. This "real world" that I had been so afraid of was in fact not so bad a place after all. True, I am alone, but not lonely. I miss my friends and family a lot, and I despise the proximity of Friday to Monday, but this is my chance to see the world with my own eyes. I can leave the house as late as I want and come home late without being questioned. I can walk a mile and not worry about my pace being too slow or too fast. All I have to think about was the serenity of my walk despite the hustle and bustle of the big city. I can ride the train and enjoy the music of my choice or the book that I have been meaning to read. Somehow my office hours take away the bitter aftertaste. I can open my eyes and not be haunted with what I am seeing. I can extend my arm and not be afraid to touch new sensations. I can slack off without worrying about a failing grade. I can open my mind once again and take in new information, lessons and opinions. Most of all, I get extra bragging rights, haha kidding! What I meant is I can do whatever I want whenever I want. To mediocrity, I am not saying that I prefer you. I will overcome you in the next few years; however, right now, I just want to enjoy the world like any other average first time working girl.