From my experience with friends and acquaintances I would challenge that art history might be the most regrettable. I know one English major that became a teacher with no regrets, so small sample size.
From my experience with friends and acquaintances I would challenge that art history might be the most regrettable. I know one English major that became a teacher with no regrets, so small sample size.
Nobody wants to be called a "creative accountant".
Too many years of being approached by people who wanted "creative solutions" or "new interpretations" allowing them to spend more than they had, I suppose. Too many years of being called a narrow-minded bean counter who couldn't transcend the genre and make 2+2=12.
I think a lot of people in the fullness of their years seek to explore interests that were not encouraged early on. In college you focus on what are perceived as your strengths by others. My brother, for example, number 2 in his class at Columbia Law, now spends all his time making wooden furniture and drawing.
I wanted to be a marine biologist and alas, became an English major. So now one of my dream jobs would be to work as an educating park ranger. But there is no way I could do that physically now.
Reminds me of when I was just finishing college in the 1970s. I met a guy who worked for a medium-large corporation. He explained that the corp. had a test for applicants. One of the questions was something like "how much do you read for pleasure?"
The correct answer, according to the employer, was supposed to be None or Almost none.
Was one of my first insights that corps. just want you to be focused on the bottom line and nothing else. We're getting closer to their Nirvana every year.
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