If there is one universal Skeptic trait, I’d bank on it being indecisiveness. When approaching a fork in the road, I break into a cold sweat and take out my handy dandy quarter. I flip the quarter, settling on the winner of 2 out of 3, or 9 out of 10. Then I have an internal debate against the outcome of my coin toss. I’m sure this used to be the result of a neurotic and over-obsessive personality, but lately it seems consequences just weigh that much more.
Example. My current job search is supplemented by a simultaneous, panicky, graduate school search. I think we can all agree that finding a job in this economy is a full time job all on its own. Studying for an advanced degree is also no walk in the park. The choice between the two has become a daunting seesaw, teetering this way and that, all day long. Something will happen, a character in a movie I’m watching whips out a law degree, and I’ll pull up the www.gradschools.com window on my laptop. An hour later I catch a segment on E! and suddenly I’m perusing the job section in Variety.
Like I said, I blame skepticism. And technology. Lately things seem to be changing as quickly as a Twitter update. Making decisions that affect our lives two or more years into the future just doesn’t cut it anymore. I’d like to alternate lifestyles every other week. One week for seeking out corporate success, one week for on-campus intellectual discussion and artistic self-reflection, oh and one week to go to bars and find my significant other.
I see why we need all those dating websites: by the time significant-other-search week rolls around, we’re all too tired and just want to enjoy the Happy Hour specials.
