And with the diploma came...

Happy Thursday rabble rousers...hope you all are enjoying the week. With hours dedicated to ice cream, clothes and comics there was little to complain about the past week and a half. I spent my last entry catching you up on my Suffolk past with the anticipation of filling you on what I've been doing since crossing the stage over four months ago...
As I wrapped things up at Suffolk I started two brand new money-making-endeavors. These positions began alongside my last Suffolk role as a Conference Coordinator for the Summer Program office. My first job put me behind the world renown dipcases of Ben and Jerry's. There's something about scoopin ice cream in the summer that just doesn't seem like work. Don't get me wrong, blood, sweat and tears have gone into happiness of many-a customer. Especially when I took perch atop the Ben and Jerry's truck I was manning on the Esplanade come 4th of July, and slipped and fell, crashing down on what was luckily, a closed ice cream cooler. This job has yielded positive results as I've begun shift-managing at both the Newbury St. and Harvard Sq. locations. (find me rockin' and rollin' with a straw fedora, mention this blog and get 10% off...no joke!) As fall has begun to slip in, with cold feet on hardwood floors and nipped ears on cross-bridge bicycle rides become daily routine...good tunes, Chunky Monkey milkshakes and straw hats bring a little summer all winter long.
While I love my summer vibes, it is fall fashion that puts a hop in my step. At the same time I took up the mantel of "scooper", I also began my learnings in the inner-workings of small business. Uniform, a mens clothing store in the South End of Boston welcomed me into their ranks. A small shop that collects pieces from numerous clothing lines from L.A. to Amsterdam, Uniform has shown me what a personalized shopping experience can do for both the customer and the store. I still have a long way to go, but when part of my job was getting to know the regular customers and what they liked, I knew that my past experiences of working the stock room at The Gap were going to be of little use.
Between the two jobs, I'm putting plenty of hours in, supporting my self in an apartment in Cambridge and continuing to learn everything I can...including what's to know from my weekly stash of comics.
I've found that many of the people I've gotten to know in college are expecting these life changing scenarios to present themselves, and for their daily lives to begin to fit into a 9-5 work week. Those of us I can visibly see are the most happy are those who are embracing change, not holding on to the past, put also not dropping whats important to them, in order to make room for "the next step".
I've always wanted to put myself back in the classroom as a teacher or professor. Most recently I've wanted to teach philosophy to upper-level high school students. These are things that I very much want for myself...but not when I'm 23. When I explain this to many "adults" I usually responded to with the understanding that I'm "taking time off"...the best teachers I've had are those who have lived experiences that they bring into the classroom. And I would never want to teach anybody anything if I could not relate to it myself. At age 23, I want to enjoy not working 9-5, living in Cambridge, going to shows on weeknights and saving money for pending travels, see next post! So no...not taking time off, just enjoying life, which if anything, is the most important thing college taught me.
In response to my good buddy, Gonzo, and his comment to the last post, I've retitled this here venue to something a bit more appropriate. It's not quite what he recommended, but I hope he digs...till next time when we tackle foosball dinner tables, past travels and the weeks events -- enjoy life, cheers.