I was about to graduate from college, and had been spending weeks searching for a job. Hours of emails, crafting resumes, and submitting credentials had yielded no interviews. I hadn’t even heard back from any potential employers.
The transition from student life to adulthood was daunting. Everyone kept telling me that it would all be different once I entered the “real world,” but no one really explained exactly how things would be different. I had some vague sense that responsibilities would be more weighty, and that I’d have to learn how to do my taxes, but that’s all I could really grasp. One thing I knew for certain - I needed a job.
On the day of college graduation, still with no job prospects, I had to move out of the dorms. My parents and brothers were hanging around my small dorm room as I boxed up the last of my belongings. The last thing sitting on my desk was my telephone. Just as I was reaching for the phone cord to unplug it from the wall, it suddenly rang. Startled, I reached for the phone and put it to my ear.
“Hi, this is Anita from the Los Angeles Children’s Guidance Clinic. We received your application, and wanted you to come in for an interview. Are you still interested?”
My heart skipped a beat. “YES!” I responded.
First step toward life in the real world - check.
The transition from student life to adulthood was daunting. Everyone kept telling me that it would all be different once I entered the “real world,” but no one really explained exactly how things would be different. I had some vague sense that responsibilities would be more weighty, and that I’d have to learn how to do my taxes, but that’s all I could really grasp. One thing I knew for certain - I needed a job.
On the day of college graduation, still with no job prospects, I had to move out of the dorms. My parents and brothers were hanging around my small dorm room as I boxed up the last of my belongings. The last thing sitting on my desk was my telephone. Just as I was reaching for the phone cord to unplug it from the wall, it suddenly rang. Startled, I reached for the phone and put it to my ear.
“Hi, this is Anita from the Los Angeles Children’s Guidance Clinic. We received your application, and wanted you to come in for an interview. Are you still interested?”
My heart skipped a beat. “YES!” I responded.
First step toward life in the real world - check.
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