George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
He hadn’t planned on becoming a pirate.
He hadn’t planned on eighty thousand dollars in student loans, either.
All for a Bachelor’s degree in Social Justice.
Nobody would hire him.
“What if you paid for me to get my Masters and PhD?” he’d ask the interviewers.
Security escorted him out.
George tried to organize protests against them, but nobody would join.
“Call us when you have a Masters or PhD,” said the ACLU.
That night, George noticed some pirates robbing the company’s warehouse.
George smiled, and he joined them.