Jeeraj called me in the morning and asked me to give him a ride to a career fair near downtown. I don't like to drive that far, but I thought that it might be his only chance to get a job, and this is the least thing that I can do for him. So, I accepted. I drove there.
It had different feelings of life when I got there. It had feelings of adult life instead of young people's life in the university. "I missed this life, a life of a professional living with professional people around," I thought to myself, but I changed my mind a few minutes later; "I don't want to have a busy cruel life. I like my current life better," I thought to myself.
Career fair doesn't have much to offer. It had only a few positions related to our experience.
There was a bright old entrepreneur woman whom her business was to help people have a better linkedin account. I talked to her. Other than her, I could find almost nobody interesting to talk to. We left there empty-handed.
Jeeraj gave his resume to some other companies, but I didn't do anything. I got two notebooks from USPS to gift it to my future girlfriends.
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