How old is the typical college graduate in the country today? I tried to Google the answer, but there isn’t really a metric that calculates one for me. It only says that most college students are over the age of 26. That’s good, I guess, because I happen to be 42 years old.
Pretty soon I’ll get to graduate, so I wouldn’t call going back to school a run-of-the-mill mid-life crisis scenario. Right? If that were the case, then I would have quit this school thing almost as quickly as I started it. Since I followed through to the end, I can credibly say that my time in school is well-meant.
There are a couple of things that I can say about school that have proven to be true in my case. Number one, I just need the course to contain English words. English. Words. What that means is that I am not particularly good at math. Or foreign languages. I am getting an English degree, so that makes pretty good sense to me.
The other thing I can say that has proven to be true is that even at the ripe old age that I always happened to be in while taking my classes, I was never the oldest person in any of them. No matter which class it happened to be, there was always at least several people that happened to be older. This fact always comforted me for some reason.
Anyway, like I said, I am nearing the end of my collegiate journey. Since that isn’t particularly interesting to anyone, let’s talk about something else. Anything else. Right? And when I say “talk,” I mean you read what I’ve written. Here goes:
Do you happen to be a person who is in your mid thirties or older? Also, do you happen to be unhappy with your life? Last question, are you feeling regretful that you didn’t finish – or ever start – college? Consider me as someone who can offer you inspiration, regarding going back to school that is. You can actually do the work. If I can do the work then, trust me, so can you.
I wouldn’t say I was unhappy with life. I have many things to be thankful for. But I did always feel regret about never having gone to college. My mom liked to describe me as “a smart brain that’s gone to waste.” She wasn’t being mean. She was actually paying me a compliment. I guess you’d have to know my mom.
By the way, my name is Jamey Anderson. You’ll be treated to some of my musings here at the Citizen of East Alabama until around Christmas time. I really appreciate your taking the time to read my first column.