What Is Wrong With You
I took a career assessment test when I was twelve.
I apparently have more in common with race car drivers
than any other people who have careers and like them
That’s not going to work! My counselor said.
You are a female. Females are not race car drivers.
I instantly despised him for this.
My second match was football player.
Also not working in 1964.
Let’s look at your third choice, he said.
The third choice was President of the United States.
What is wrong with you? He asked me.
What is wrong with you? I wondered.
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