by rantywoman

A male friend of mine, having learned of my recent misadventures on the job market, compared me to Lily Bart, the protagonist of The House of Mirth, who died alone and penniless.

But, if I keep plugging away at the job market and taking classes to improve my skills, my story will diverge, right? If, instead of becoming addicted to a sleeping draught, I keep dancing and playing tennis and meditating and swimming and lying in the sun, surely I will escape her mirthless ending?