Not to sound bitter, but back in my day, we had a big, fancy speaker come into town for our college graduation, but we'd gladly give up that memory it meant we wouldn't be waiting tables the following year.
It was a dark time. It was 2009. We survived off the dollar menu and the fat storage we accumulated as freshmen. I knew it would come in handy.
Good news! Depending on who you ask, the job market for 2012 grads is looking up. We took the advice of experts and broke it down into song form. If you don't get a job, at least you'll have a sick-ass playlist to weep to as you defeatedly drag boxes back into your childhood home.