GENIE: Oh, yes. You'll do great things at this university. I see you'll graduate summa cum laude, and then become a corporate lawyer, and then a lyric poet.

GIRL: I knew it. Thanks, career geanie.

GENIE: Oh, no problem. So long. Drop a $20 in the bucket on your way out. Next.

VERONICA: Wow, career genie. I can hardly sleep last night. I can't wait to hear about my post-graduate career.

GENIE: Oh, OK. Well, put on your sorting bonnet here. Put that on there, and I'll do the rest. Oh, yes. It looks like you'll be-- oh, I see you'll be shearing alpacas in the Andes. Congratulations.

VERONICA: Sheering alpacas? Like, llamas? Really? Is that really weird for an econ major? I don't even speak Spanish.

MAN 1: Now, just hold on there a second, cowboy. Don't listen to him, Veronica. The career genie is a fraud. Yes. It would be great if every college had a genie to tell you what to do with your life. But they don't. You have to find your own purpose.

MAN 2: That's right. For the longest time I've always known I was going to be environmental engineer.

GENIE: No. You'll be shoveling biomedical waste--

VERONICA: But wait.

GENIE: --forever.

VERONICA: Wait. I have no idea what I'm going to be doing with my life.

MAN 1: That's OK too. But rather than wear some ridiculous bonnet, you can use your college to create opportunities for yourself. You can volunteer, get an internship, visit your career center, and talk to your professors and other students in your major. Trust me. You'll find a way.

GENIE: A perfect thing to think about while your shearing alpaca rumps.

MAN 1: Genie.

VERONICA: Loser.