Overgrown “You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” the driver asks as we watch another coffin get lowered into the dirt. I cannot find an answer that would make sense, so I settle with, “It pays the… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” The expectations are high when you soar above the clouds And watch all the forlorn souls after graduating from college. Recently graduated with an art history or liberal arts degree,… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college Degree? What are you doing here?” I looked up from the papers and paper stacked before me. Before my desk stood a person. No, rather a distortion. It was a person I definitely knew well by… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” Thomas asked his friend, Giusto. Remaining silent for a long time, Giusto responded: “I don’t know, my friend. Perhaps I was trying to save more people?” Thomas meditated for a… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” That question keeps repeating over and over, My words bubble up, stuck in my throat, As I swallow the urge to fight back their overwhelming judgement, Almost like a ticking… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree. What are you doing here?” Her brow furrowed in a look of genuine confusion clouded with judgement. I knew she never would have expected to find me here, moved back into my childhood bedroom, working… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” He pointed past the scruffy old man’s head; to the decrepit old wall, adorned with mostly empty frames. However, one held an item: a college certificate. “Isn’t that a doctorate?… Continue Reading →

What are you doing here? You’ve got a college degree, what are you doing here? That question echoes in my head like a song I can’t forget. 4 years of school, then to be dropped off in the “real” world… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” The question surrounded him in whispers and hushed tones. An unspoken judgment, with no room left for approval. A heavy doubt lingers in his mind—why are you here? In his… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” “What do you mean?” “I mean, what is someone with a degree working retail? Can’t you find something better?” “I don’t know. I’ve been working here for nearly a dozen… Continue Reading →

”You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” My friend asked. We both went to the same college, me and Madison, we were in the same dorm then we became roommates and best friends. After 4 years of… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” I hear recited behind me from a very familiar voice. The deep tone and little bit of rasp in it, I turned around and out of nowhere he appeared. John,… Continue Reading →

Move You’ve got a college degree, what are you doing here? That question dances in your head, holding your mind in chains. Your body doesn’t move; it won’t move. You remain rooted in place, Unable to leave, unable to feel,… Continue Reading →

“You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” The question’s sharp edge cuts clear. But I smile and shrug, no shame in my tone, For life’s not a script, and I’ve written my own. I’ve learned more from… Continue Reading →

Post-Collegiate Contemplation “You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” The words came into her ears harsher than Holland meant them. What was she doing here? This particular customer had been coming in every few days since she… Continue Reading →

You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here? I feel the question linger in my mind. Even in my dreams I hear those same words, Was it truly worth it? This degree was not my true ambition. It… Continue Reading →

You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here? The question echoed in his head for months at a time. He hadn’t answered the foreman when he asked, he just nodded and went back to adjusting the conveyor belt…. Continue Reading →

Plight of a Poet “You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?” There was so much potential. What a shame. The chance to fly, and to greatness be near. Oh, but I did fly, just not how they… Continue Reading →

I’m in Washington DC, on and off, working on a project. I was getting off the Metro around 2nd Street and Florida when I heard, “You’ve got a college degree? What are you doing here?”. Interesting thought. What are the… Continue Reading →