Quarter-life Crisis

I read recently about this phenomena of people having quarter-life crises. I'm 24 and I feel strongly that I am going through this. I have a year left until I finish my MA, and I'm feeling all kinds of "meh" about that anyway. But then what? I thought about law school, but I'm not sure that's the right way to go.

I just want a job fairy to show up one day and wave her magic briefcase in my direction and give me an awesome job that pays well and challenges me. And that I won't dread going to every morning. Is that too much to ask? I'm afraid it is.

I promise more exciting and less depressing things are coming this way soon. I am currently working on a "Best of Buffy" list that will knock your socks off.


Anonymous sparklehead said...

When I turned 25, I went through this huge "OMG I'M GETTING OLD" thing. Sorta like a crisis, I guess.

Mon Apr 25, 05:19:00 AM PDT

Blogger asaathi said...

Hey stop trying to make me feel old! ;-) It only normal don't worry about the job and everything you'll see the univers is funny it will give you something you'll like or give you the opportunity to find what you need.

And remember, trust the canadian, he knows. ;-p

Mon Apr 25, 06:57:00 PM PDT

Blogger Rachel Croucher said...

I'm 24 with a B.A. from a world renowned University majoring in German and European Studies, I spent one year of my degree in 2002 studying in Vilnius, Lithuania, I spent 1 year in Germany in 1998 as an exchange student, my GPA is pretty darned high ... and do you think I've got a job yet? Ha! Nope, me still unemployed.

Mon May 02, 12:57:00 AM PDT

Blogger Cunning Linguist said...

Rachel, thanks for your comment. The world has a cruel way of keeping the arty people out of jobs. :P

Mon May 02, 05:29:00 AM PDT

Blogger Rachel Croucher said...

somewhere over the rainbow!

Mon May 02, 04:57:00 PM PDT

Blogger deadpanann said...

You're definitely not alone on that, CL. I'm in a similar boat with Rachel, minus the world-renowned university. I'm 26 and have a BA in English, which I just finished last year. I just moved into my parents' basement and am pursuing teaching jobs in Mississippi. Remember when we were 16 and our teacher's asked "Where do you see yourself in 10 years?" I don't remember where I saw myself, but I'm pretty damn sure this wasn't it.

Thu May 05, 01:36:00 AM PDT

Blogger Cunning Linguist said...

Deadpanann, I remember those days! I remember in 8th grade, the guidance counselor tried to make us pick what we wanted to be when we grew up. I remember her saying something along the lines of, "There are [x number, something like 8,000] jobs out there! You can do anything!" I just someone would tell me what I wanted to do! I have no idea.

Thu May 05, 07:30:00 AM PDT

Blogger Devo said...

You know, CL, I went through that too. Perhaps I'm still going through it (26 and though I have a "job", it sucks) but now I'm just so jaded and cynical, all I can do it fall back on a killer sense of humor and hope that one day I magically wake up with drive, determination, purpose and passion for what I do. Problem is, it just don't happen like that. Most of us will toil away at menial and crappy jobs, frittering our lives away in cubicle-isolation, saving up precious vacation days and hoarding the pittance we get paid by "The Man" just so we can escape to the Caribbean once a year along with the rest of our empty-eyed, gray-office brethren. "I feel so alive!" we exclaim during that one week of freedom and exuberance. However, as soon as that week is over, so is the exuberance, and it's back to the treadmill. There exists, however, a small segment of the population who manages to find a job that they not only enjoy, but that nourishes them spiritually, mentally and emotionally. I have yet to meet one of these elusive f*ckwads, but the TV tells me they exist, so they must be out there somewhere.

What I'm tryin' to say, CL, is that if you DO find yourself in cubicle-purgatory -- as I have -- find something to keep you alive. Find some source of brightness and joy that you can hold every day and that will remind you that there is MORE to life than these gray mottled fabric walls and this humming screen. Life is poetry, and poetry is creating a world. You will find a job, CL. It will probably not be great, but in the words of the Great Tyler Durden: You are not your job.

Rant over.

Fri May 06, 07:30:00 AM PDT

Blogger deadpanann said...

I just happened to be lead back to this month-old comment string through an accidental google search. I noticed that I announced I had a degree in English, then misused an apostrophe one sentence later. I used to never do those things. I'm the grammar NAZI, dammit. It's another of the things I suspect has something to do with age, or at least with the growing space of time between the present and the last time I was in a classroom or otherwise actively using my brain.

Sun May 29, 08:51:00 PM PDT

Blogger Cunning Linguist said...


Woops! I didn't even notice that. There was a time when I certainly would've noticed and been SHOCKED. Hahahah. My brain has melted, too.

Mon May 30, 08:01:00 AM PDT

Blogger dhamlett2005 said...

I am suffering from a quarter life crisis and the suffering part is difficult within itself but even moreso because there seems to be no entitlement to anyone under forty to suffer fromt his. From the time I could remember I have have dealt with feelings of dissappoint as if life jsut wasn't "exacting" enough. To all those others who may be going through this you are not alone. What is most frightening about a qurter life crisis is that experiencing does not guarantee a reprieval from a midlife one.

Tue Aug 09, 06:06:00 AM PDT


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