So starting this past week, since my class load isn’t as intense on Fridays as it is on other days, I have designated Fridays as Get-A-Job Day. Yesterday was my first day as I implemented this schedule for myself. Let me tell you, setting yourself up for job searching/the real world, is no easy task. This first Friday, my self-assigned homework was to tackle my resume. Well, since I haven’t really touched it since three summers ago when I applied for my first real job at the Food & Drug Administration, that little guy was looking like a hot mess. It turns out making your resume look presentable takes a load of time. I wanted to work on it so I wouldn’t be embarrassed when I went to the Career Center to have it looked over. They are really great with helping students put themselves together to find internships and jobs. Just before the semester, they had a program called “Bookbag to Briefcase” that was geared towards helping seniors prepare for interviews and networking oppurtunities. I didn’t participate in it and now I’m really kicking myself for having missed that train. As I was rearranging my formatting and adding my most recent jobs to my resume, I realized that in fact, my life hasn’t been as insignificant as I usually assume. I get to talk up my SMP, name-drop my internship at the Library of Congress one summer, and explain my work at Admissions. I’m hoping that this newfound confidence will keep me on the Get-A-Job Fridays track…
Speaking of work for Admissions, today we hosted our February open house. It was pretty small compared to our other open houses but I still got to wake up at 7 to greet prospective students. As much as I love sleeping in on Saturday mornings, I don’t really mind giving up one Saturday a month since I do enjoy interacting with the prospective students and families. Today, me and Katie Siguenza worked the registration tables and realized some of the students visiting were born in 1992. I only mention this as a point of reference, not at all because this makes me feel ancient or anything of the sort.
After helping out, I retreated to my permanent seat in the library. My friend Brandon and I decided to take a short break to watch the men’s basketball game against York. One of the players reached his 1000th career point today so it was an especially huge game. Seeing as I don’t frequent these games, I was a bit taken aback by the basketball fanbase culture that I am obviously not a part of. By the end of the game, however, it was difficult not to get into it. Especially since WE WON! I’d like to think I contributed a little bit to these wins. “How?” you might ask. Well, I often babysit for the head coach’s two daughters, which means I take a load off of him while he’s strategizing winning plays for the team. One time, I even let his daughters put gluestick on my eyelids. Actually, I didn’t really let them. It was more like they were “beautifying” me and “mistakenly” gluesticked my eyes. But that’s another story on its own. The gist is, I’m an essential part of the wins. Right?
