I’ve always had this impression that once you obtained a college degree, a good job; you would have no worries. With the right job you could afford the house, and the car, give to your church, and feed children in third world countries; because why should I think about the children with no food three blocks down. Anyway, I was fed the untruth. I had been bamboozled and hoodwinked. This is not how things worked after getting a degree or a job.
Going to college made sense to me. I would be the first on my mother’s side of the family to go. I was not the smartest, but not because I was slow intellectually (peep the vocabulary). No, I was a lazy, smart person, aka I didn’t like to apply myself some days. I preferred to talk, daydream, or sleep. I made it through high school, and everyone I talked with said the same thing. “College will help you get a good-paying job.” Matter of fact, people didn’t just expect you to go to college. They wanted you to go to a “good” one. Not Yale, Harvard, Princeton, good but decent good. (No one needs those type of school loan burdens at 17 years old)
My high school held college fairs in the gymnasium. I had three copies of my high school transcript and went to three tables. A local college, and two out of state ones. Even though, I had college applications flooding my mailbox. (I was lowkey excited because I was finally getting mail addressed to me.) I had college recruiters calling me. I applied to three schools in that gym. Now I just had to get accepted into one of these school before I was made to apply for community collge. Let me tell you why I had to hurry.🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️
My high school would post the schools you were accepted to under a picture of your senior portrait in the school for all to see. After the senior day celebration, your family would take it down, as you would leave the school for the last time. 😭😭 So it was a big deal to get accepted to as many schools, a big ego booster. Now, If you were a student with horrible grades, then counselors would work to get you into the local community college, so you could have something under your picture. I ended up being accepted to the 2 out of the 3 schools, I actually applied for in the gym that day. I ended up going to a local university and that was a blessing in disguise. My major was fairly new and no other school had it, except the school I attended.
I thought I had done it all right. I was finishing college, I had a part time job in retail. I was still in church and everything. I had lost my way for awhile. I was hanging around people who went to church for show, not because they wanted God. So we enjoyed college parties. I was taught better, but I was “grown”. All of that changed, and God allowed the people I was around, they began to separate from me. Those last two years I focused on God and school. So I thought, there is nothing else to worry about. I would have my degree, and a certification soon. I had all I needed to began a good career and life.💆🏾♀️💆🏾♀️
My struggle became real when I could not find a job in my career field. I had chosen the Healthcare management field. The entry-level position were mostly medical record jobs. Its amazing because I recently looked at a hospital I had applied to work for within the last year. I saw that I had sent in my first job application to them in 2012. I was trying two years before I graduated to get a job in my field. I was a bit discouraged by graduation time but, I hadn’t given up. I mean I was getting my degree soon. I was guranteed to get a “good-paying” job, right?
Nope. Some people get great paying jobs after college. The rest of us begin our careers earning a dollar more than minimum wage. Let me tell you reality hit me hard. After I graduated, it took me a month to get employment in my field. Then, I learned the hard cold truth. This position was entry-level, so they didn’t care that I had a bachelor’s degree or certification. A certification that cost me 4 straight hours of mental agony to pass, and a pretty penny to take. No, the job wanted my high school diploma. I was hired because I had graduated with a degree and yet I was being paid by the positions education requirements. Yes, I had accepted the amount per hour. It was more than what I was making at the time. Plus this was the “foot in the door” job. However, I did not know that they were not going to give me more money no matter what I obtained. I spoke with the HR rep that had hired me, close to three months later, and she told me this. The only way I would get paid my worth is when I quit that job, she was right. For a year and a half, I tried to get better pay. I was overlooked for two positions within my area. Both would have provided me with an accurate pay grade. All they would say was “we are waiting for them to give us the okay, then we can move you to a better position.” I learned so much from my team. I wanted to stay there, I liked the team, and sometimes the managers. We had fun and they were grooming me in the knowledge of electronic health systems. They trusted me with a different works duties, I was motivated to find out all that I could about everything. Even to find shortcuts to assist everyone with our jobs. I just needed the money I deserved, and no one disagreed with me but they couldn’t help me.
I had to finally give up, and accept this was God’s will. I had eventually applied for two jobs, one job similar to the one I was currently doing. I did not want that job at all. I was growing bored with the work, I felt I had conquered this area of medical records or health information management. I was ready to move on especially after I had been told flat out that they didn’t see a position coming anytime soon. The hospital was going to focus on hiring medical coders. As I left the office that day, I prayed to God, I needed a better income, and a new job soon I had bills. So, I followed up on a interview I had with another hospital a month ago, and had been told that the position I really wanted was gone, but they wanted to interview for the job similar to my current one. I was annoyed, but the pay was where it should be. I went for it. That is the job I was selected and hired for.
So, I start my new job, and I felt unbalanced after my first week because this hospital used its electronic health system differently than the last place I was. Matter of fact I came from a team of 11 people covering a 6 hospital organization, and now I was on a team of 3 for one small hospital. There was no longer the teamwork, or cwe all do the same thing and split the work” attitude. No, this place was different. It was a structure of “this is my title which means I can only learn this, know only this, do only this.” The young woman above me did not mind telling me when something was her job, and that the issue I was asking about was not my concern. Now, I felt like I was being paid better, but I was too advanced for my position. I started thinking, I may have to get another job. I had been doing this work close to three years before now, and now I was supposed to just place myself in a box because everyone had their very own role, and was told to stay in it. I went to God about it. I needed help to do this job. Within two months, the girl over me left, and I became the big cheese. I broke up the hierarchy thing once I was in the position. I taught my coworker everything including my job. I have been here ever since.
It took me a few years to get to this place. I have my car and working on my home. Everything I learned at my old hospital, I brought it to my new position. Thanks to God it all worked out. I my mind it wasn’t not suppose to take over 5years to obtain a car or home. That was where I messed up. I was trying to make God work on my own timeline. The timeline I had created with other people’s opinions, that I thought were facts. See I now know that having a college degree guarantees you a job. Experience is good but it doesn’t guarantee you a job. Yes, if you feel like you want more, you should pursue it. Sometimes it is okay to leave a job, to find better. In all things, I have learned to consult God. I thought I was ready for life after college. I thought I had what I needed to get a good job. I was trying to figure out where I went wrong when I got the job that I received. Everything that has happened and will happen is for purpose. It is okay if you start at the bottom, you never know how God will build you up. I was so naive in the beginning but thank God for mercy and grace.🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽
Now I have a questions for you. After college or trade school, Did you get the job of your dreams (great pay, benefits, company car), and did you expect it to happen that way? (Open Discussion)