Arts bitterness

One morning, I wanted to treat myself to a hot drink. I considered awarding my patronage to Gloria Jeans, Hudsons, Coffee HQ or some other coffee chain store but then I decided to support local business. I walked into a new coffee shop near the train station. Staff there had been trying to woo me in for weeks with their free raisin toast samples and mo’aves.

“One soy latte please,” I said to the attendant.

“Sure,” she said brightly. She tapped a fellow staff member on the shoulders to pass on the message. He got to work straight away.

“So,” she said in a friendly way, “What do you do?”

I was a little surprised by the directness of her conversation starter (What happened to ‘How are you today?’) but I proudly said, “I’m an environmental engineer.”

“Where do you work?”

“Just over there, in that building.” I felt the need to add something. “I only started a few months ago.”

“Oh!” she exclaimed. “So you did one of those degrees that actually gets you a job.”

Whoa. I stepped back a little.

“Um. Yeah. Environmental engineering. It’s quite vocational…”

“I did Arts. Lucas here did Graphic Design.”

Lucas stiffened and continued making my soy latte in uncomfortable silence.

“Oh.” I tried to nod understandingly. Quick! Say something not condescending! “…Do you find yourself using your skills now? This seems like a pretty… funky place.”

“Nah. Not really.” She looked at me expectantly.

(Cautiously) “Is that disappointing?”

“Yeah. I guess. But we all knew when we were at uni that we weren’t going to get jobs. We were expecting it. Now I want to do Education so I can get a job.”

“Ah… Some of my friends who did Arts have done that and they love Education now.”

“Yeah,” she nodded enthusiastically. “But, you know, I kind of look back on it and think, ‘What was the point of those three years?’ “

“Surely it wasn’t a waste of three years, though…” I murmured.

“One soy latte.” Lucas had spoken for the first time. He pushed my take-away cup towards me.

“Thanks.” I wrapped my fingers around the insulated hotness.

“See you next time!” she called as, stepping back onto the street, I walked towards my professional career.

3 comments

  1. Daniel says:

    Is BA really short for “Bachelor of Arts”? Someone once told me that it was short for “Bar Attendant”.

    Anyway, what a terrible attitude, who needs a job anyway?

    If I didn’t have uni to worry about, I could commit myself full-time to all those things that are normally considered to be procrastination… work, pfffft.

  2. skribe says:

    As someone who is in the ‘arts’ industry I have to say that the attitude is fairly typical. I see a lot of people like that. I feel that in order to really succeed in ‘arts’ you have to a> find your own work; b> be able to constantly get back up after someone has kicked you in the guts; c> ignore the naysayers and do your own thing. A lot of people say you need luck, but with tenacity you make your own luck, It’s not the for the faint of heart. Just my 2 cents.

    I am very surprised that someone who did graphic design is having a hard time finding a job. GDs are always in short supply.

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