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A Cautionary Message for the Class of 2007

There are 86,423 high schools, 8,021 colleges and universities, and 14,319 trade and vocational schools in this country, and not once have I been invited to be the speaker at any of their graduation ceremonies. Why not? Is it because I'm not "famous" enough? Is it because the last time I gave a speech I tried to outdo Winston Churchill in brevity by simply yelling "FIRE!"? Is it because I shamelessly make up statistics that are often inaccurate by as much as three orders of magnitude? Probably. Whatever the reason, I have decided to impart some words of wisdom to the class of 2007 here on my blog, where I can reach potentially millions of unemployed recent graduates.

Graduating class of 2007, my life is no picnic. Why would you expect it to be a picnic? That doesn't even make any sense. Grow up, dipshit. This is the real world. Nobody cares about your propensity for metaphors and flowery, poetic language. All we care about is that you pull down on that sheet-metal stamping machine 8,600 times a day and occasionally unjam the machine with that bent coat-hanger we gave you. And what did we tell you about using your good hand for that? Exactly, it won't be your good hand for long.

As I was saying, my life is pretty rough. First of all, I'm unemployed. I have nothing to do all day but build fountains, take pictures of my house and blog about how miserable I am. Second, I have a wife who is way out of my league in pretty much every way. Can you even imagine what it's like to be constantly distracted from your own inadequacy by some hot chick who's always hugging on you and laughing at your jokes? Don't even get me started on my children, who are unreasonably beautiful and well-behaved. I'm constantly waiting for the other shoe to fall on that front (yeah, I mixed a metaphor there, metal-stamper, what are you gonna do about it?). And then there's my house, which is so big that I despair of ever filling it with enough material possessions to make me truly happy.

So my message to you is: Don't end up like me. Work hard in school, and get good grades. Find out what your teachers expect of you and do it unquestioningly. If they tell you that one letter is better than another letter, try to get the best letter you can. Memorize rote facts like multiplication tables and the names of all the states including unimportant ones like Delaware (no really, that's an actual state). Imagination and critical thinking are overrated, and anyway you'll have plenty of time to pick those skills up later.

Don't cheat in school, and don't always try to find the "easy way out." These tendencies will manifest themselves as creative problem solving later in life, and no good can come from that. Once, when working as a webmaster for a Fortune 500 company, I spent several months automating every aspect of my job. Eventually I was only going in to work 2 or 3 days a week, and while I was there I would spend all day downloading songs from Napster. Sure, that sounds like fun, but after a few months you start to wonder, "Why hasn't anybody noticed that I'm not doing anything? Surely someone will realize that I'm not doing any work eventually." But no one ever does, and ultimately you get bored and leave for a higher paying job. Do you want that to happen to you? I didn't think so.

Find out which of the standard personality classifications fits you best, and try your hardest to fit into that mold. Take personality tests that define you in some ridiculously simple way, say with a string of 4 letters like "ISFJ" or "ENTP". Claim your personality type and don't try to change. Learn the phrase "That's just how I am," and use it often. If you're an analytical thinker, don't waste your time on drawing pictures or writing stories. If you have a gift for using language, don't try to master computer programming. If you're an abstract thinker, don't try to build a house. Above all, know your limitations.

Be practical. Take only classes that have a direct practical application. If you go to college, major in business or welding or something. If you get a degree in computer science you can probably get a job doing technical support and gradually work your way into a programming job, whereas if you get your degree in philosophy.... well, you can do pretty much the same thing, but the nice thing about computer science is that 90% of what you learned will be obsolete in ten years. All that abstract analytical thinking you learned as a philosophy student will stick with you forever. While all the other programmers are driving around in their sports cars and buying condos in Sunnyvale, you'll be thinking, "Am I really doing any good at this job? Should I maybe be doing something more meaningful with my life?" Thoughts like that will just make you unhappy.

If you have a risky idea, listen to the warnings of people around you. For example, let's say that you have left your job to start your own web development company, but now the market has crashed and you're running out of money. You have a little equity in your house, but you can't get a loan because you have no job. You may be tempted to sell your house and negotiate a seller-financed deal on a ten acre piece of farmland with no house on it. If you're really creative, you might be able to give yourself some breathing room by negotiating a deal where you make a 10% down payment and then don't have to make any payments for two years. Then you could find a cheap place to live while you build a house, get another job once the market improves, and refinance the property after the real estate market skyrockets. You might, if all that stuff works out, have enough money to take a couple years off to build fountains and blog. But don't count on it. Listen to the people who tell you you're crazy.

If you follow all of these guidelines, you have a good chance of avoiding my fate. Because let me tell you, it's no picnic.


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Blogger mindy said...

"listen to the people who tell you your crazy." diesel you are so right.

8:29 AM  
Blogger Jami said...

I thought these remarks were intended for a graduation ceremony. Not to pick nits (OK, maybe a few) but they seem to be geared more towards kids who have yet to complete their education. Oh, wait ... that's pretty much all of them nowadays, isn't it? Never mind.

8:41 AM  
Blogger Theresa said...

Diesel, I think half the world would love to be as miserable as you. You just listen to Mrs. Diesel and you'll be okay.

8:47 AM  
Blogger Beth said...

Yes, sir!
Tell it like it is!
Great motivational message - I'm going to show it to son # 2 - I'm sure it'll be better than the speech we'll be hearing at his grad ceremony...

10:05 AM  
Anonymous neva said...

*wipes tear from eye*

beautiful, just beautiful. a perfect mélange of inspiration and cynicism with just the right amount of bitterness sprinkled in to drive your point home. couldn't have said it better, myself -- especially that part about building your own house and/or fountain.

once again, you've outdone yourself, my friend! (this goes in the book, okay?) xox

10:19 AM  
Blogger Savy said...

I don't believe you. Deleware doesn't exist.

;)

11:10 AM  
Blogger Pavel said...

ROFL!!! Okay, where were you when I was a senior in high school. If I had know then what you know now...

Hey, don't knock Delaware! Henry Heimlich, inventor of the Heimlich Maneuver, was born in Wilmington, Delaware. And where would we be without him?!!! Huh???

Yes, that was a stupid useless fact I learned in high school. I guess I made your point...

11:16 AM  
Blogger Diesel said...

Mindy - That's not what they tell me.

Jami - My oldest kid is 7, and I feel like I've been to about 16 graduation ceremonies already. There's always more school....

Theresa - Listen to what? I'm sorry, I drifted off there for a sec.

Beth - I think most graduation addresses could be improved with the line, "Grow up, dipshit."

Neva - Ok, ok. Speaking of which, don't you owe me an email? I know, you're sick. Cough, cough.

Savy - My credit card bills come from there, so it must exist. Maybe it has the same relation to the real states that my credit card has to real money.

Pavel - I think of Delaware every time I cough up a chunk of half-chewed pork.

11:40 AM  
Blogger Jami said...

Diesel - I totally understand that! My youngest is 6 and so far has "graduated" from pre-K (aka daycare) and just last week from kindergarten.

12:42 PM  
Blogger Jenny! said...

I will be forwarding this to my sister! And...ouch...your legs look very sunburned...can you walk okay???

12:51 PM  
Blogger Malnurtured Snay said...

I think you haven't been invited because you're an adult with a Superman complex.

1:18 PM  
Anonymous rjlight said...

I think that's Diesel's farmers err fountina maker's tan. How can a ENTJ mother of 3 try to be as funny as an unemployed fountain maker? There's just no way.

1:22 PM  
Blogger Variant E said...

I remember when I discovered I could do nothing all day and nobody would notice at work. How great is that? Four more hours of blogging and I'll probably get a bonus for looking so busy!

1:32 PM  
Blogger Citymouse said...

ok... i am going to hope you didnt mean a word of this.... because the class of 198somthing thougt you may have been serious---- im going to have to write my own address now. see what you did!

1:33 PM  
Blogger Howard said...

No, no, picnic is not right. Your life is more of a -- how do I say it -- the mental image is so hard!

Your life is more like a series barrels filled with water -- yes! that's what I'm seeing -- and the barrels are arranged in such a way that they have waterfalls cascading beautifully into the barrel below it.

An endlessly flowing cycle getting you no where.

Uh, sorry. Didn't mean to make you cry.

1:40 PM  
Blogger SpookyRach said...

Sobering thoughts.

You are so much better than my college commencement speaker. I think it was Grant Teaff.

2:18 PM  
Blogger Shari said...

Diesel,

I don't know about anyone else, but I really just tuned out the speakers. Not because I couldn't hear everything, but because I would rather daydream and look around. And technically, I am a college graduate of '07. I got my diploma in the mail. I didn't attend the ceremony. I still want to get a certificate that is related to the field I want to get into. So, thanks for the speech. All that critical thinking I did the last three years was futile, huh? :) Okay, I'll follow your advice.

2:34 PM  
Blogger Angela said...

Diesel ~ that is far and away the best graduation speech I have ever heard, um, read. I think you're a genius. (Especially since I'm an English major with a philosophy minor who uses neither and gets paid to do something I'm absolutely not qualified to do just because I have a nice smile. You forgot about the smile. Oh, and if you're a girl to show some leg -- gets you out of parking tickets, too.) p.s. I think you should teach high school English. The world needs more disaffected English teachers. Except that wouldn't be rebellious enough against your parents. Sorry. :o(

5:00 PM  
Anonymous Chris C. said...

Delaware is a state now? When did that happen?

Nice speech :)

5:47 PM  
Blogger G said...

Can you ever hear enough "question authority"? I think not. And put so well with, as Neva pointed, out just the right mix of cynicism and bitterness.

Life is no picnic ay - what's that potato salad doing on your blanket?

7:29 PM  
Blogger Menchie said...

ok, now i hate my life. thanks a lot. *sob*

7:55 PM  
Blogger lime said...

thanks, thanks a whole lot....where were you 21 years ago when this might have affected my outcome.....

7:59 PM  
Blogger lime said...

i mean, i could really use some misery...you know?

7:59 PM  
Blogger Diesel said...

Jami - Still, I probably should have put a better transition in there. Thanks for the constructive criticism. :)

Jenny - Actually, I'm just super-tanned. Well, I'm a little white under the shorts, but I'm definitely not burned.

Malnurtured Snay - I have a Spider-Man complex and a Superman T-Shirt. It's a very complex complex.

rjlight - I was an INTP at last check. It's all bullshit anyway.

Variant E - So glad to know I wasn't the only one to find that racket. Seriously, I did maybe 4 hours worth of work a week. I remodeled my whole house.

Citymouse - Sometimes I'm a little bit facetious.

Howard - But I make some nice gurgling noises along the way!

Spookyrach - I'm also available for weddings and corporate events.

Shari - I tuned out the speakers too. Actually, I think they're called "teachers."

Angela - Well, thanks! I may end up teaching when I run out of money. :(

Chris C. - I think they kind of snuck it in with Alaska.

G - Yeah, I would have done this post 10 years ago but it's taken this long to get the bitterness down to the right level. :)

Menchie - Oh come on, you've got some kind of adorable little creature peeking over your shoulder. How bad could it be?

Lime - I think we're like the same age, so I was probably that weird kid in your class who cracked jokes all the time but was otherwise ignored.

8:35 PM  
Blogger Burfica said...

Hey Diesel, I answered your last question about Gigantor on my comments in my blog

9:09 PM  
Blogger Claire said...

Hey, what's not to like? You'd make a fine graduation speaker in my ever so humble opinion...

9:39 PM  
Anonymous Chris C said...

yah I can see it now...

"Ok people we're getting Alaska! but we have to take Delaware too!"

"Boooo!!!"

"Alaska's got a lot of oil!"

"Yahhhhhh!!!! What's Delaware have?"

"Every radio station is country"

"Ummmmm"

"It's either Delaware or Hawaii. I don't have to remind all of you that they play the ukelele there."

"Fine, Delaware it is."

9:50 PM  
Blogger cathouse teri said...

Delaware. You kill me.

10:00 PM  
Blogger Curiosity.Killer said...

I like your superman tee shirt.

Great speech.

10:47 PM  
Blogger Michael said...

It is all so clear now. All these years I've been saying "That's just how I roll baby" when I should have been saying "That's just how I am"?

Damn it man.

12:05 AM  
Blogger wreckless said...

Can I throw my cap now?

5:16 AM  
Anonymous al said...

I went on a picnic last weekend, Diesel, and let me tall you, it was no picnic.

5:23 AM  
Anonymous Slick said...

Dude! Hilarious post...

But crap man, you're dead on the money.

I'm going to invite you to my son's career day. It's not a graduation speech but it'll do, right?

5:39 AM  
Blogger Sarah said...

I two spent much time at jobs doing absolutly nothing. The harder I tried to find something to do the less work there seemed available. I think the kicker was when other employees would sit at their desks reading novels all day and no one said a thing...because no one cared. Then I quit :-)

6:04 AM  
Blogger charlottalove said...

Wow. Wow because you are dead on. And that's so sad. lol.

Currently I've been at work for 1.5 hours and I've:
1. read blogs
2. answered a few phone calls
3. passed out some paperwork
4. swept the carpet around my desk...yeah, you read right...the carpet
5. completely cleared off my desk and cleaned it
6. put everything back on my desk.

Is it time for lunch yet?

6:32 AM  
Blogger Harmonica Man said...

I don't get what the big deal about "getting an education to secure your future" is. Isn't that what the lottery is for?

7:00 AM  
Blogger Cindy-Lou said...

I kind of hate you right now.

8:03 AM  
Blogger Diesel said...

Burfica - Thanks, already checked it out! Are you done lurking yet?

Claire - Thank you. I barely graduated myself, but I guess that doesn't matter.

Chris C. - Yeah, I think you pretty much nailed it.

Cathouse Teri - I know, it even sounds kind of like a real state, huh?

Curiosity Killer - I've got a Spider-Man one too. Thanks!

Michael - I guess that's just how you roll.

Wreckless - You're still holding your cap?

Al - They never are. They never are.

Slick - Sure, I'll speak to a rhododendron if you give me $5.

Sarah - Eventually it just gets boring, doesn't it?

Charlottalove - I have a feeling I'd have a lot fewer readers if people actually had to work at their jobs.

Harmonica Man - Sounds like you have a solid plan. Carry on.

Cindy-Lou - Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.

9:25 AM  
Blogger Chrissy121875 said...

*sniffle* That was beautiful, Diesel! You make a wonderful valedictorian.

PS. If only everyone could be as miserable as you! Don't you know...Everyone wants to be like Diesel! ;) The Superman t-shirt is really fitting for a super father, hubby, blogger, constructor, gardener, and well...a super man! ;)

9:26 AM  
Blogger cathouse teri said...

So, my daughter called me at one in the morning, with a desire to talk about serious life stuff. For some reason, I felt that it would be a good time to read this post to her. We laughed so hard!

I did have a hard time getting up for my swim, though. And had a terrible headache when I finally did get up. Was that your fault?

9:37 AM  
Blogger Jami said...

Chris C - Man, I hate to tell you this, but they snuck Hawaii in there, too.

INTP? I Need To Pee? It's Nice To Pontificate? I'm Not Too Proud? Instantly Notices Turgid Penises? I'm Not That Person?

9:47 AM  
Blogger Logophile said...

So are you free for next year's address?

10:13 AM  
Blogger cathouse teri said...

And you MUST read my post of today.

10:45 AM  
Blogger Jay said...

You are an inspiration to us all. You should set this to music and practice gesturing with your fist for emphasis.

11:53 AM  
Blogger Shrink Wrapped Scream said...

Oh sweetie,

You and Mrs. Diesel are STREETS ahead on most of us. Yes, this was funny, yes, this made me laugh, but it also made me want to cry a bit, too. I went to see The Who in concert last night, you've reminded me of "Brick in the Wall" (Hey, teachers, leave those kids alone!) With your common sense, and your wife's patience (!), I think those little diesels are gonna' turn out well.. keep on keeping on, my friend.

12:28 PM  
Blogger Uncivil said...

Hilarious! I knew I shouldn't have quit school because they had recess!

2:20 PM  
Blogger Sugar Kane said...

Brilliant! You should look into becoming a motivational speaker.

3:27 PM  
Blogger Queen of the Mayhem said...

We should all be so miserable! I will save this speech and share it with Junior Mayhem and the Princess when the time comes!


Way to motivate the youth!

3:48 PM  
Blogger tina said...

With this post you have let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be.

(I graduated the year in which The Greatest Love of All was an obligatory feature of all high schools on earth. A lonely place to be. And so I learned to depend on me.)

Hilarious, Spiderman.

8:23 PM  
Blogger tina said...

WAIT. Damn it. An obligatory feature of all high school graduations. The song was not a class, nor was it structural.

Butterfingers. Or, like, no fingers where fingers should have been.

8:25 PM  
Blogger velvet girl said...

I'm having them sign you on at my next graduation. Wait, does that mean that I have to go back to school?!

Thanks for visiting my blog, btw. Fun stuff here. :)

9:51 PM  
Blogger I'm_Inspired said...

It pays to be a blog browser! Look upon what I stumbled!!

Absolutely awesome words of wisdom! I wish our Class of 2007 had heard this message.

Heck!! I wish I had heard it in 1957!!

9:42 AM  
Blogger Jaesoreal said...

I'm excited about life after reading this one!

9:43 PM  



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