Three weeks from today, I say goodbye to my life as a UNC undergrad and embrace an uncertain future. Many of my friends have good entry-level jobs or plans to attend grad school. Some may just move in with their parents for a while. But the closest thing I have to a plan is a plane ticket to China.
Some people might have been shocked in September when several UNC students were arrested for selling cocaine. And, if the charges prove true, they probably weren’t making the best career choice in the world. I wouldn’t be too surprised. After all, illegal drugs are big business.
I’ll start with the prosciutto, the shrimp cocktail and the Caesar salad. And for my entrées, I’d like the lobster tail, the filet mignon and the penne with chicken.”
From the top-floor conference room of the Copenhagen headquarters of ISS Group, I could see the constant Danish rain trickling down the windows. An employee was giving a presentation on their corporate strategy.
Hippies and drug dealers surrounded me. The houses and shops, covered in murals and graffiti, were cobbled together from the remaining scraps of the abandoned Danish naval base.
