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well ive seen for a fact that most of these college grads have one thing on their mind ... and most hit college right after high school. "it looked good on paper" they might have the knowledge from studies but they lack experience. Life experience.
most of our '93 grad class was amaized how the "real world" works. Thier parents provided everything for them. Out and about they learned a lesson. The world isnt like high school to an extent. You still have your social clicks but they change to a darker back stabing parody of high school.
I do concrete for a living. I chose this do to the fact that i wanted an easier life. That I didnt want all the stress that comes with a high end college job. I've seen a man that worked at microsoft in a mexican resturant in michigan. He was just burnt out on his old job. He said he planned to never look at a computer again.
Me, I put in my work and come home to my wife and kids. Best part of my day. And with out truck drivers and the like. The american society would come to a stand still. Not everything can be delivered by train or plane heh. And yeah some choose to do this. My dad made a good living by driving a truck.
The fact that in school kids are taught that everyone can be president here in the usa. I find that an outright lie. That competition in games at school can lead to fights outside of school easy. Second place is the first loser. That is basically what is taught. I have seen parents get more upset at school sport games than the kids did. Its truly sad.
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