GK: In this bad economy, most of the jobs normally reserved for English majors are no longer available.
SS: Would you like fries with that?
GK: So if you're an English major, you might want to consider a job in Health Care.
(BEEPER, VENTILATOR)
SS: He's crashing. Hand me the paddles. -- (TK: Paddles.) -- Ask not for whom the defibrillator zaps. It zaps for thee. (BUZZ)
TK: Nothing. Still flat. (BUZZ) Still flat.
SS: O Captain my Captain! your fearful trip is done--
GK: English majors can bring a sense of dignity, even grandeur to the hospital. (VENTILATOR)
TR: Whether tis better to endure the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, --
SS: He's gone. Daddy's gone.
TR: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.
GK: Opportunities in Health Care -- just ask the Professional Organization of English Majors.