Once an undergrad has spent nine years at the university, declaring a major is pretty much pointless. You might as well just keep exploring your options for as long as they keep cashing your tuition checks.
I thought Dawn might enjoy watching Paul Ryan's video diary:
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Dawn: I'm interested in so many things...social media, kite-flying, Game of Thrones, interchangeable guys with bland good looks and one-syllable first names (give or take an arm), psychotic teddy bears...if only University offered a major encompassing my many and varied interests, I wouldn't be a ninth-year undergraduate.
Mary: Don't worry, dear. At your age (thirty-twoteen) that's probably best. You'll find your place in life, perhaps on "The Real Housewives of Santa Royale", or better yet, on the unemployment line.
... Hopefully, that place will be inder the wheels of a heavy truck.
This is how you can tell that NOBODY under the age of 40 reads Mary Worth. . . "I'm undeclared at the university because I'm interested in so many things." In an era when student loan debt is now higher than credit card debt, the fact that even a character in a comic strip can utter those words infuriates me. Gone are the days when undergrads could indulge their "many interests". . . Sorry to be a downer on this whimsical site, but the insensitivity Karen Moy shows by having dippy Dawn blather on about her undeclared major makes this soon-to-be paying college tuition mom truly annoyed. . . I'd rather hear Mary go on with a week of platitudes than hear another word out of Dawn. Puh-leeeze, get her hooked on "Jim" and skedaddle her off this strip!!
"I'm undeclared at the university because I'm interested in so many things." actually means "I'm unable to focus on any one thing for more than ten minutes at a time, well, except for GAME OF THRONES and...Dave."
Since when does Dawn have those creepy glass eyes like old fashioned dolls? Did Mary somehow Zombify her into some kind of talking doll clone of her former self?
Not that thast former self was more interesting, of course.
I have seen roadkill with higher IQ's than Dawn. Isn't she like, 40?
When do you think they'll get around to having Dawn tested for attention deficit disorder? If ever I've seen anyone in need of some serious medication, it's her.
@Louise - I agree. Moy is completely out of touch. Two years tops for undeclared and still they're expected to have a strong idea and begin working toward it.
Today's strip reminded me of a character from the Beverly Hillbillies, Sonny Drysdale, in college for 19 years.
robot word: grief as in "good grief"
Back at the Leaning Tower of Santa Royale.....
Today we have Mary taking another back-handed verbal slap at Dawn. "You're undelcared because you can't make a healthy commitment. When you like something (GOT, Dave), you smother it."
Funny--when I watch the Paul Ryan video an ad popped up at the bottom about Republican Treasurer (and Ohio Senatorial candidate)Josh Mandel engaging in unfair hiring practices. Nice ad placement.
Wanders, that video was hilarious! I'm sure Dawn will be posting it to all of her online accounts.
BTW, my word verification was ''YErprio 22''- which kind of reminds me of those old-fashioned phone numbers, like EVergreen 5- 6000, or PEnnsylvania 6-5000. I wonder if ''YRprio'' is a Santa Royale exchange?
Somebody wake me up if something happens. That means I'll be another Rip van Winkle.
So is Dawn getting college credit for drinking coffee with Mary?
@LouiseF: I know exactly what you're talking about. I teach in a cross-disciplinary program at a large state-supported university, and my students are focused, diligent and very hard-working. They run the gamut from 18-year-olds to non-trads supporting a family, a job, and a killer class schedule. My students grab whatever scholarships, internships and part-time work they can get. And they are darned nice people to boot. Dawn Weston wouldn't last a week.
Maude, a funny story about PEnnsylvania 6-5000. Years ago my parents had to stay a night in New York before leaving for a cruise to Norway and Russia. There was a big convention in town and they couldn't get a decent room and ended up staying at the (now horrible) Hotel Pennsylvania. I needed to get in touch but neither of them carry cell phones, and at the time I carried a dumb one. So I was out of luck. But then I remembered the song! Dialed the number on a hunch, and got connected to their room. I almost disconnected my shoulder from patting myself on the back.
Punky, that's awesome. Somewhere Glenn Miller is giving you a thumbs-up.
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