Everyone has “A Plan.”
A plan that consists of the things one will do after he
or she graduates.
My plan has changed many times and to many different
Plan No. 1 was to be a sports broadcaster and move as far
north as New York City or Bristol, Conn., if I happened to get lucky enough and
land a job with ESPN.
My reason for letting that plan go kaput was that I
enjoyed sports too much to make it a job, but I was still very interested in
moving to a big city.
Plan No. 2 changed cities and jobs. The city was St.
Louis and the job was writing for a magazine.
I applied for an internship at St. Louis Magazine this
past summer and was let down gently after three months of anticipation and a
dozen “Why haven’t I heard anything from you guys yet?” e-mails.
I may have not handled that situation with the most
subtlety, but you live and learn.
I went to St. Louis anyway, despite my not getting the
position, and visited my Dad, step-mother and step-brother for a three-month
I had fun, visited with family I only usually see once or
twice a year and pretty much had an OK time.
I guess what I am trying to say is that,
sadly, St. Louis just didn’t do it for me. I mean, I loved downtown,
I love the Cards, but there was just something missing.
My present plan, Plan No. 3, consists of the same job,
but a different city.
It’s only fours hours farther north than I had previously
anticipated, but I think Chicago is the plan as of late.
I have only visited the Windy City once, but I think it
has great potential and I have heard nothing but great things about it.
I even went as far as checking out some Chicago-based
publications and am hopefully going to be sending in a resume soon for either
an internship or possible employment.
I’m not sure why I think I could possibly get an
internship, let alone a job, in a bigger city than the one I had previously
I guess it’s just the relentless optimist in me that’s
saying everything is going to workout; and as you can tell, my plan has changed
many times and I have been discouraged each time it has changed, but not to the
point where I would give up.
So I guess what I am trying to say is that if your plan changes, don’t fret.
Ideas change, people change, hair color changes … but
this is your life and you have plenty of time to live it.
I suppose I will end this “Deep Thoughts” by Jack Handey-esque column with some wise words from The Rolling
Stones: “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes … you
just might find, you get what you need.”
Thank you, Ruston, good night!
Erin Bass is a senior journalism major from Bossier
City and serves as associate managing editor for The
Tech Talk. E-mail comments to email@example.com.