They run into Vice-Principal Price, who informs them, "The point of this afternoon is to pretend that you might one day make a valuable contribution to society. Perhaps you could play along. For example, Ms. Polk, you might want to look into journalism, which is a profession where they actually pay people to be cynical and disaffected." I'm hoping Grace won't let me down, and she doesn't. She sneers, "Not since all the publications got consumed by media conglomerates who manipulate information and --" Atta girl! Way to go all Manufacturing Consent on his ass. He gives her a little push and says, "Go!" Next he turns his attention to Adam, wondering what career he'd like to "explore." Adam says, "I want to do something...soulless and corporate, Mr. Price." I was hoping he'd do a variation on Lloyd Dobler's speech to Diane Court's dad in Say Anything when Lloyd's asked what he plans to do with his life. But this is fine, too. Price says, "Good choice," and claps him on the back, steering him off. Joan says she thinks she'll just "browse." Price makes a disapproving sound and moves on. He's got a full schedule of kids to hassle and he can't waste any more time here.
Joan heads for the table right ahead of her, where there's information about careers in the airline industry. The woman at the table, who's wearing a flight attendant's uniform, asks if she can answer any questions. Joan puts on an oxygen mask and asks if it's kind of gross "breathing all that recycled air." The woman replies, "All air is recycled, Joan. You've heard of photosynthesis." Busted, again. Joan takes off the mask and says, "Look...Madam Almighty...it's really awkward when you just drop in at school. And I'm not going to become a flight attendant, if that's what you're here to tell me." Flight Attendant God says that's not it at all: "I find Career Day a little bit bogus." Hee! God said "bogus." She adds that it's too early for Joan to be thinking about this stuff. Joan wants to know why she had to get a job, then. Flight Attendant God says that's different: "That's work. Work is a spiritual exercise. Keeps things moving along, prevents stasis, builds character... Most of all, the point of working is to help." Flight Attendant God is a little bit too giddy for my liking. She also has an odd '60s vibe to her, and I don't think it's just the kicky little scarf knotted around her neck. Joan keeps bugging Flight Attendant God about who she's supposed to help do what, and Flight Attendant God explains, "You're about to realize that you're going to be in a position to help someone." Joan wonders how she'll know. Flight Attendant God: "You're going to pay attention. You might even listen and stop interrupting." Joan looks like she's refraining from making a comment. Flight Attendant God says you have to watch people's behaviour: "Not everyone knows how to ask for help." Joan looks slightly mystified as Flight Attendant God shoos her away: "Now move along, unless you want your friends to think you're interested in this profession." She gives a weird little giggle and says, "Buh-bye!"