Business as the generic major

Last night I vegged in front of the Gilmore Girls. The wife had it on again while she knitted something called a shadowbox (like a giant scarf-slash-shawl) from some more of her recycled sweater yarn. I’ve seen the television series enough already, but after my first early day of retail employment it was more about the sitting than the amusement.

I think she’s in the fourth season, Rory’s first year at Yale. Rory is trying to make the editor of the Yale Daily News happy with her writing, and takes to heart his advice to write what she feels. This manifests itself in a scathing review of a ballerina’s performance.

Long story short, the ballerina ends up mad and Rory ends up feeling guilty. Her grandparents, however, affirm her writing, suggesting that it’s better the ballerina hear she isn’t any good earlier in life rather than later. “Now she can go to business school,” her grandfather announces with delight.

I knew a few people in business school as a college student, but most of my friends were in what we thought of as more specific majors. We thought of the College of Business Administration as the place people went if they didn’t really know what they wanted to do in life.

Of course, now that I’m out of college I understand life isn’t so clear cut. The specifics of your college major often have little to do with the jobs you get to pay the bills. I’m still curious to know if readers were ever under the same impression though. Thoughts?

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