...what a choice means.

Most people don't think about choices, two paths ahead, one was taken and that's that. But I recommend to sit back one day and attempt to reflect on as many choices you've made in your life, and think about how some of them may have changed your life forever. If you'd made the decision to wear blue, maybe she wouldn't have noticed you and you wouldn't have the white picket fence with three kids and a sedan. If you'd worn red, maybe you'd have met someone else and have a docket of court papers discussing custody and alimony. I'd like to think that the majority of choices we make are in fact insignificant molecules on the course of time, of life. Instead I think there are a collection of tiny choices that ultimately lead to the life changing choices, stay or go, live or die, run or fight. These choices in my eyes are unseen to even the trained eye, and that through our own subconscious our fates are sealed. I'll give you an example, lay one out for you, one from my own personal collection of weirdness and irrationality, a spinning vortex of hot mess that eventually plays its way out to a nice flat pile of...well hot mess.
Spring 2002, I go with a friend to his older brothers college for a weekend. Being 16 and easily coaxed into doing pretty much anything I decide to go and pary into another dimension, two days, probably only like 8 beers and a speeding ticket later, I am back at home saying to myself, "that was the best time in my life, that's where I'm going to college".
Fast forward a year and a half, walking on campus past the admissions office I see a sign "want to get paid to give campus tours? See Admissions". I joined up, got the job and worked there on a hardcore level for three years. Graduated, started working Admissions elsewhere, and for the past 4 years, thats what I've been doing and plan to do for a good while.
So is it safe to say if I never went to that party I'd not be in college admissions? Or if that party was at Framingham, or Bridgewater, I wouldn't have seen that sign and I'd probably be doing nothing close to Higher Education Administration. All because of one college party, I began on a path towards my career. Ever make a decision for all the wrong reasons that seems to have panned out?