Do you want fries with that degree?

Ok, I get it: having a degree is commonplace. My Bachelor of Arts means little more to employers than anyone else's. A Masters is the new Bachelors, and a Bachelors is the new High School Diploma. As someone who is on the verge of graduating, and not planning on jumping up the ladder of post-secondary this upcoming September, this scares me. Here I go, four (...ish) years later, with...what exactly? What have I accomplished during my undergrad? Have I really just levelled the playing field of employment, or have I come out bettered to some extent? The fact of the matter is, I have basically accepted that I will be getting an entry-level, low-paying, probably boring job once I no longer bear the title of Student, and until I am willing to pick that title up again I'll probably have to settle for what I can get.

This is depressing for more than a few reasons. Aside from the obvious, it is upsetting because I feel like I have gotten heaps of value out of my degree. I've spent the last half-decade of my life learning how to think critically, write convincingly, and generally opening my eyes to learn about the vast world around me. Or so I feel, anyways. But the value that I have gotten out of this degree doesn't seem to translate into employability. I really hope that I'm wrong, and I'm crossing my fingers that - in a world where degrees are like hamburgers - someone takes a chance on my all-too-common McPsyc Degree and hires me into a decent position. Maybe I'll find a job that I love, and work my way up - putting off grad school until I really want to go back. I'm fairly certain though, that like many of my friends who were/are in this situation already, I'll find myself disappointed, send in applications for grad school, and peace out of Canada for as long as I can fund myself. Not the end of the world, of course, but mildly depressing at the same time.