When my cousin graduated college, he was sure that in a short time he would end up as supervisor or manager. He had friends who were in multi-national companies. In no time he would be driving his own car and owning his dream house.
But things didn’t turn out that way. He had hard times applying for job. Friends only spoke empty promises and he ended up jobless for a year.
When a job finally came, it was a teaching job—the kind of work he liked the least. But he felt like he had no choice. And so he accepted it. And every day he was miserable, refusing to let go of the dream of becoming a manager.