Even though this past week was spring break, it was both incredibly relaxing, maybe too relaxing, to being hectic. Yes I spend some of the days laying on the couch binge watching Netflix and playing with the dog, but other days were not as relaxing. Unfortunately some magical fairy will not come down and tap me on the head with her magic wand and give me my dream job. What is my dream job? I am not sure, and when interviewers ask me where I want to be in five or ten years, instead of telling them to shut up and shoot the question right back at them, I just smile and giggle and tell them I would love to be at this company helping it expand. Which brings me to the topic of interviews...
Through life there has always been a path that the upper class girls were expected to follow, go to high school, go to a good college, but now what?
