I love my parents. If they needed a kidney, liver, right big toenail, I’d gladly give them mine. But, all that love doesn’t change this: They are liars, liars with pants constantly on fire.

The lie they told me was not one of malice, but of ignorance. They said: “You can do anything you want so long as get a college education.”

It seems like everyone of the Boomer generation believed that a college degree would be the magic bullet forever. Heck, back in the ’50s my research shows that a diploma did get you the high-profile, money-making job as well as a nice house and a sweet car. Of course, my research methods involve watching reruns of Happy Days, but I do feel that to be the most accurate of all known methodologies.

The funny thing is, I never caught on to this little untruth, even as other myths of my childhood fell by the wayside. Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were resigned to the fiction pile, and I even learned the harder lessons that life isn’t eternal and the good guys don’t always win. (That last lesson I actually learned from professional wrestling.)

Even though I learned so much I still clung to the belief that with good grades and a college degree I’d be made in the shade. I don’t know why I never caught on, it’s not like the signs weren’t there.

Obviously I wouldn’t be a doctor or a lawyer unless I stayed in school even longer, but I didn’t need that. I had the hazy sense of some middle management job that I’d work for 10 years before really climbing the ladder and getting into the upper echelons of a company.

C’mon people, don’t tell me the recruiters are just waiting for us young and eager grads. As if they line the walk out of the auditorium, handing out business cards and pleading for us to call them sometime. I’m sure that twentysomethings with no real full-time job experience and no proven work track record are exactly what they’re looking for. Right?

As if my naïve ways weren’t bad enough, I also assumed it didn’t matter what you majored in. I drew this assumption based on the advice of professionals who said it wasn’t about the course of study, it was about proving you could do the work and excel in the environment. Whoever these people are should have their credentials revoked, because I had to learn the hard way the only guaranteed work right out of college comes for accountants and engineers, history majors need not apply.

After graduation, seeing that I had no jobs lined up, I moved back home and continued the search. The first few months were met with frustration, but I tried to keep my chin up. Eventually I paid a visit to the dean of my university, who had been a good friend and mentor to me the entire time I was there. After spilling my every frustration to him he looked at me and simply said, “Brad, if you had come to me four years ago and asked me if you could get a job with a history and political science degree I would have said no, it’s just not marketable.”

I was crushed.

The lie had won. It carried me all the way through graduation, making me believe I could really “be whatever I wanted to be” while it sat in the corner snickering and I never once even bothered to ask what was so funny.

Now I dwell in cube purgatory, waiting to be cleansed of the sin of believing in something so false for so long. Hopefully it’s not a 1:1 ratio for time served, otherwise I’ll be in this box for 20 more years. I may yet make it to where I want to be, but it’s going to be due to working hard at what I love, and not to a mystical, magical piece of paper.

So if you’re in the same boat as me, staring out over a sea of doldrums wondering where it all went wrong and how you could also buy into a lie for so long then join me in this pledge. Let us promise not to commit the same lie of ignorance and tell our kids that a college degree is a golden ticket.

Instead, let’s tell them they need to go to grad school, at least that way they’ll have a masters in uselessness rather than a bachelors, and then we’ll have something to brag to our friends about.

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