Once Upon A Blue Moon

Back in college, I was still trying to decide what to do with my life. I did some research on the web and spoke to a number of people for ideas. Of course, I was given the usual generic advice of doing what I love.

Then, the career counselor referred me to a website in order to solve my dilemma. The site had a link to a long questionnaire that asked all sorts of things, including personal interests, skills, aspirations, and such. It was free, so I shrugged and thought, "Why not?"

I went through this questionnaire, answering each question as truthfully as I thought I could. The entire process probably took almost half an hour. With a bit of hesitation, I pressed the Submit button, and awaited the answer to my life's true calling as the loading screen flashed.

Lo and behold, my calling in life was: "health sanitation."

"Health sanitation?!" What the hell did that even mean?! I had absolutely zero interest in health sanitation. I had majored in business and was absolutely not interested in any health or sanitation,
whatever that was.

Looking back, I can almost laugh at the ridiculousness of thinking that an online program could determine what I should do with my life. Yet, the sad part of this was that I was referred to this website by a campus career counselor as the solution to a deep and complicated question.

So if a career counselor's expert advice is deferred to an online system that is supposed
to sprout out your life's calling, then what are we supposed to do?