Last year about this time, I was pontificating to graduates about setting realistic expectations and telling them to get used to a world that is going to try to beat them down. Of course, I surrounded those nuggets of sage advice by further suggesting that a good dose of lounging by the pool should precede any attempt to dive right into the workplace.
For the record, I still stand by that last bit of advice.
Now, as for the other bit of advice — the part where I told last year’s graduating class to prepare for a pummeling at the hands of a cold, cruel world.
Ignore it. That’s right. Don’t listen to me or anyone else who might want you to believe your dreams are quixotic. Side note: I could have used a more common word to describe your unrealistic desires, but since I’m speaking to people with diplomas, I figured it would be OK to throw in the literary reference.
