During college, I became convinced I would become a consultant. I wasn’t pre-Med and didn’t want to join the Peace Corps, so this seemed to be the best (and only other respectable) option. I listened with childlike wonder as consulting recruiters told of their “cool” projects and agile workplace. I smiled through the seemingly requisite Q&A exchange, “Describe a typical day as a consultant.” “I wouldn’t know! It changes every day!” The work was opaque but official-sounding, precisely how I saw adult jobs as a kid.
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