I looked down at the crumpled, mac and cheese colored flyer in my hand, verifying that I was in the right place before walking into the doorway. But as I stepped in, I was immediately aware that I was INDEED in the right spot: the sound of high-pitched giggles and the smell of "warm vanilla sugar" perfume let me know that I was. I speed-walked to the back corner of the conference room, trying to discreetly sit in the sliding office chair without being noticed. Immediately, five blonde heads perked up and greeted me. "Um. Hi." I said in a tone lots lower and louder than the one they were using. They continued smiling expectantly at me. I raised my eyebrows. I had no idea how these people could be this alert...and peppy. Why weren't they grouchy, and more focused on dinner, like me? As the presenters began to prepare themselves to start the seminar, the soft thump of two dozen notebooks sounded as the girls readied themselves to take notes. "Welcome, Elementary Education Majors! What a great turnout." Suddenly the ladies were all giggling. Confused, I began looking around, trying to understand what joke I'd missed. They continued to smile at me.
I switched my major that night.
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