The million-dollar question

Singing along to: Iron & Wine w/ Calexico, Dark Eyes. From the I'm Not There soundtrack.

One of my classmates just asked me if I've figured out my future yet. This question, by now, is annoying no matter who it comes from, but it's especially galling from someone who has, in fact, figured out her future yet. She's been accepted into her first choice law school, and while I am genuinely happy for her (no, really, I am), it makes her question a lot less sympathetic than it would be coming from someone else.

Yes, I know, she probably didn't mean to rub anything in my face.

But I next time I'm telling her that I've gotten a job as an exotic dancer.