We’ve just stumbled out of the infamous “dog days of summer” and are more-or-less building up courage for the inevitable frigid blasts of winter. And for many of my Curry College COM/PR students who graduated this past May, the tension is mounting.
They’ve been firing off resumes right and left, scheduling interviews, combing job sites…doing everything they possibly can to put their hard-earned diploma to good use.
Unfortunately…but not surprisingly, to me at least…it would appear that the entire universe has come to a screeching halt.
Expectations are high. “I studied my butt off for four years, stayed on the Dean’s List for the entire time, did multiple internships. What’s going on?!?”
I try to reassure anyone who turns to me in frustration over this seeming frozen-molasses pace that there’s nothing wrong. It’s perfectly normal. Things typically slow down in the summer while working folks take vacations and the overall pace in offices slows a smidge.
But this is little reassurance to someone who is staring at two pieces of paper…the vaunted “college diploma” and the dreaded “student loan’s due bill.”
Then I hit a personal snag this summer that was basically a “welcome to reality” slap in the face for me. My wife Margaret and I are preparing for what we think will be the final chapter in our own careers…retirement, moving to Florida, and building a new (first for us) home.
Things started off sooo well. Found a location that met 99% of our retirement requirements. Found a new house design that was as close to perfect as we could hope.
Then the mortgage application paperwork torture started…in late April. No problem on the amount…we’ve been preparing for this for years. But the minutiae…
I kept count. We answered…and provided written documentation for…ONE question FOUR times.
We’re now three full months into the process, and, as of this writing, the paperwork is STILL unfinished… “hopefully next week.”
Frustration, for me as a public relations professional, is literally just a part of the game. I’ve worked for days/weeks to get a story placed in the media only to be told “sorry, it got bumped for something ‘more important.’”
I’ve learned over the years that patience truly is a virtue, so I’m taking multiple deep breaths and telling myself everything will work out.
And this is the message I try to pass on to my students, past and present. Things don’t always go the way you think they should. “Stuff” happens. But if you’ve truly done your best and are focusing on something achievable, it will happen.
So charge ahead, my friends. I will be here on the sidelines cheering you on…while I’m relaxing on the patio of my new home!