Many people, like employers, nag about how when you go to college you need a major to get a “job” or to earn “respect.” I am what the person on the street, who knows what decisive means, calls indecisive. When I go to rent a movie, it takes at least an hour and when nature calls I can’t decide which bathroom to use. Decisions are not my thing.
I know everyone (including my parents) is saying: how do you live? How can you even eat a bowl of cereal happily without a major? My parents’ rule is you can only eat a bowl of cereal if you are happy, hence the question. Well, I eat my Fruit Loops humming a happy song and skip down the hallway quite merrily, thank you. (By the way, I do not suggest humming while eating anything. Two words: President Bush.)
So what are the benefits to not having a major? Well, random student, there are a plethora of benefits. There’s no pressure for grades. Though I have no direction in life, it doesn’t matter because I can sleep, write a new hit song called “Alone in my Principles” or pay attention and take advantage of the knowledge I am acquiring which may and/or will never come in handy, depending on what I choose for a career. I doubt while bagging groceries at some corporate Hy-Vee chain store a customer will scratch his head and ask, “Hey bagger, two questions, what’s the date and how the heck do you cite a magazine source in a Works Cited page?”
Other benefits include, but are not limited to the following: not being restricted to certain classes because you have no goal to reach, being able to go to both Chemistry and Accounting Club meetings without a shred of guilt and applying for jobs and being able to say you are “considering” whatever major they request. And, best of all, you can make plans to be in college for five years rather than it being a surprise when you fail calculus for the second time.