Should I go out and walk another two miles tonight, or stay in and read fanfic?

Also, when my former students tell me they are going to be an English major I sort of cringe. Which is wrong. There are plenty of English majors with real jobs.

What frustrates me about a lot of the "pick a major that leads to a job" advice is that the thinking (and often the data) is so linear, in a way that really distorts things.

Unless you go into academia, liberal arts degrees rarely work that way. You can tally up 100 chemical engineering majors/75 employed as chemical engineers. If you try to do the same thing in humanities, well. There are limited history majors working as historians. Most poli-sci majors do not have a job with "political scientist" in the title. Most English majors presumably have jobs in english, but not English.

But a ton of them are working in business, in consulting, at think tanks or newspapers or journals, in sales or business development, in finance, in marketing, etc. Or like Drew they've turned it into something on their own. And their degrees gave them the tools and quals to do that.

It's not a linear path from degree title to job title. And for kids like Kat's students who may be living close to the edge and with little slack it may not be the right path. But it's very rarely reflected in the discussion.

I'm gonna vote for my pillow--either reading another art book, or...fic. My pairing is really slacking off these days. Disappoint.

Should I go out and walk another two miles tonight, or stay in and read fanfic?

Walk! Or walk one mile and read fanfic ;)

For every "Check this!" I think we need to tell them what to do now that they've checked.

Yeah, that makes sense to me. I think mine just says "if this is not your image do not log in", which is something, at least.

I know I have occasion to think through PV=nRT sometimes but it can't possibly be for anything practical. But I like knowing it! I think I used F=ma when I was taking the written driver's test to answer a multiple choice question about collision impact.

At Capital One I have had the same ID and password for probably nine years, and the ID is one I picked when I had to have one unique ID for each account so I went with something that would allow me to tell which credit card it was associated with, but now it covers more than that one and makes no sense whatsoever. But it's lodged in my head pretty good by now.

I went to college and started a chemistry major, thinking I would become a science teacher. Then I couldn't stand chemistry any longer, and switched to Psychology with a view to becoming a therapist. I didn't quite manage to graduate.

But I am working in my field and using both the knowledge that I gained and the passion for learning more. I could advance up the career ladder, so to speak, if I had that bachelor's degree (or even if I had an Associate's, I could get a little further). In the last few months several people (including higher-ups in my own organization and social services behavioral consultants) have asked me why I haven't tried to finish my degree, that they could see me doing brilliantly at higher levels. The thing is, I love precisely what I am doing. I see the work that people above me have to do, and I know I could do it quite well. But I would hate it. It would take me away from the people I work with and bury me under paperwork.

I love my work, and that is an incalculable blessing.

I loved getting my art degree. I'd do it again. I like the broad scope and the depth of knowledge and the truly gifted and inspired professors I worked with.

I don't love paying for my art degree. I'd have done a lot more art if I weren't spending so much time paying for the degree. I'd have certainly done more art WHILE getting the degree had I not been spending so much time paying for the degree.

It was a fairly (though not SUPER) fancy program... but that name on my resume has gotten me far more desk job work than creative work. And I knew it might -- but I also knew that (barring some breathless early stardom) I'd have bills to pay so I opted to get the BFA at a University.

Living in NYC factors into all of this too... the expense, the career, the job. There is nowhere else I'd rather live, however.

Eh. It's not all one thing or the other.

For anyone with online banking at BofA, if you went to log in and the picture or passphrase wasn't yours, what would you guess to do next?

Um, the REST of your sentence didn't even make sense to me, so probably what someone else said--vaguely panic, quit my browser, go back and hope it's correct?

But the way the bank does it, I put in my username or whatever, and then there's a picture, and if it's the right picture (presumably proving it's the bank and not a scammer) then I put in my password. If it was the wrong picture, I'd think it was a scammer and call the bank maybe? Make sure I wasn't bleeding money.

But generally if it's just "bank doesn't know this computer" they don't show the wrong picture, they just start saying "I don't know this computer!" and make you enter questions...which is different (and annoys me, especially when it doesn't seem to remember my dang computer ever, but I understand why/how it happens)

Since we're talking bank/online security aggravations, it drives me batshit how often the questions are not factual, one-answer questions. Father's year of birth, great. Favorite movie? How am I supposed to remember at a later date what I might have said?

HUNKITUDE RATING: 8/10. Don’t deny you watched Reading Rainbow for a FEW MORE YEARS than was strictly necessary.

So guilty as charged here.