It was the best of resumes, it was the worst of resumes… what does one do as a new college grad? Let’s see. I babysat a lot during middle and high school. Summers I taught gymnastics and worked part-time in a college admissions office. No cushy parent-sponsored internships at McKinsey or a top law firm.
So I went another direction. I had a professional photographer take a photo of me on stage at a lectern with a working mic, speaking earnestly (I did introduce the Sunday speaker an hour before). In an incredibly hot grey wool suit on a late August morning. It was a one-pager, ecru paper and two columns like a newspaper and it showed promise, what I could do rather than the little I had accomplished substantively prior to gaining my degree. It got me my job as a policy analyst for the Speaker of the NYS Assembly. Voila, a career began.
Mr. Trump and your fellow rich morons, that is why Kamala Harris didn’t wax poetic (until now) about her stint at the Golden Arches. It’s not what one showcases to get one’s first “real” job as a college graduate. It’s what the lions share of middle class students must do to earn that cap and gown.
Get over it, nepo babies. She has. Carpe diem, Dee
Cooking with Dee 