After I graduated high school, I didn’t go right to college. I meandered a bit, flipping burgers for two years before settling into a job I thought would become my career. Then, 9/11 happened, and I was forced to pick up stakes, using my wit and know-how to land a job working a phone bank for a man running for governor here in Texas. That went nowhere. I eventually hustled my way into a job in Oklahoma, doing something that was beyond my abilities. Don’t exaggerate on your resume, kids. Because you might actually end up with the job and realize you’re in over your head.
Come 2007 and I once again found myself jobless. I applied for a position I knew I could do, and I did it well for the next few years. By 2011, after my father passed, I decided to put my brain to good use and go to college. I was 31 by then, older than your average freshman. But like your average freshman, I made the same mistakes, loading up on Monday, Wednesday, Friday classes so I could have Tuesday and Thursday off. To make matters worse I made another faux pas, taking the 8am class. Trust me, I did not make that same mistake spring semester.
Come 2007 and I once again found myself jobless. I applied for a position I knew I could do, and I did it well for the next few years. By 2011, after my father passed, I decided to put my brain to good use and go to college. I was 31 by then, older than your average freshman. But like your average freshman, I made the same mistakes, loading up on Monday, Wednesday, Friday classes so I could have Tuesday and Thursday off. To make matters worse I made another faux pas, taking the 8am class. Trust me, I did not make that same mistake spring semester.
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