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First of all, you’ll fail at everything you try as long as you resort to that “go south” attitude. It’s like spending the entire pleasure cruise hunkered down in the lifeboat. Second, who’s brushing with the too-broad strokes: your parents or you? Being successful takes initiative, the degree is only a resource. Have you heard the horror story of the fellow with the Bachelor of Arts who buses tables? That story is real and repeats itself with every graduation cycle! They are the ones who went south because of their own lack of effort.If you want to succeed, you must see certain complaining friends, malingering teammates, and and lackadaisical classmates less often. They don’t hold the key to success. In fact, they’re miserable despite coolness and popularity appearances. Misery loves company, and they want everyone to be as miserable and set up for failure as they are. One person who can tell you about it is this Lakota engineer at Solar Turbines who mentors Native American students at San Diego State University. He mentioned how the high school dropout rate in his reservation was over 70%, and how he attributed it to strong negative peer pressure. The wrong peer pressure is poison.However, the right peer pressure is leads to success. This is the peer pressure that comes from the right people in school, sports, or youth service groups such as Scouts, Explorers, or cadets. The right peer pressure of serving in the student government. The right peer pressure of studying for extra credit and joining the honors society. This I know because I should have been a better student, ran for reelection to the student council, and been a more enterprising Civil Air Patrol cadet. Oh, well. Do better for me, will you?Yes, academics. I was told back then, but didn’t understand how it worked, that you’re not accumulating score in school. You are meeting a threshold. Academic placement was competitive back in the early in the mid-70’s, when I was in the fifth grade, and was sermoned about it all the way until I graduated high school in 1982. The problem was that I was operating under the conceit that I would be accepted by any college I applied to because I was “smart-yet-misunderstood”, because oh no, it wasn’t my fault that my grades were paltry. However, I wasn’t aware of how competitive academics were until recently. In fact, many universities are “impacted” these days, meaning that they have more applicants than they can enroll. This is why the universities bend over backwards for the students with a grade point average (GPA) of 5.0 in scale that measures 100% at 4.0. Once they spread the love among the 120% overachiever students, they have less love to pass around among the lower-graded students. What prospects do you think I would have had with a high school final GPA of 2.37? That’s an ugly C. Some boy genius I was! I was so deep in my own bullshit that I couldn’t see the light. Yeah, exactly, just when you thought that coach was right for cutting the bench warmer…I joined the Marines instead. I was tired of an academic rat race that made no sense to full-of-shit me. As you have it, my parents had college degrees, but I didn’t see how it would help me succeed, as my parents fretted over money. The TV was black and white, no cable, reception was bad, no rooftop antenna. No telephone. My parents had no idea that teenagers crave music other than nursery rhymes, classical, or anything from before their date of birth. My peers wanted to hear me talk about Barry White, the Bee Gees, but not Al Hirt. And you can only play the same four board games for so long. Yech! Any protests against the institutionalized boredom were met with a beating, so I couldn’t get out of there fast enough!As so many 18 year-olds, I had my life figured out after high school. I wanted to settle down at my permanent base, study for college with the Marines paying for 50% of the tuition, take flight courses at the flight club, become an officer, even if I were to be only a ground officer… up until I bought a jalopy and fell for the wrongest girl in the world! I did manage to get by with some Marine Corps Institute correspondence courses and an Introduction to Computer Programming with AppleSoft Basic Programming from then-Chapman College. Ooh! Ask me later about making a hodgepodge of a study program.Of course, the gas fumes and perfumes overpowered me, and I went through the motions as a Marine, worrying more about finding a girl and keeping the “Roadkill” running than striving for what I needed to build a rewarding career. Again, my conceit was stronger than positive peer pressure, or any peer pressure for that matter, believing that I deserved everything I wanted. I was a late bloomer, seriously lacking in maturity and self-discipline. Alas, our campuses are plagued with similarly shiftless youth who are putting too much effort into making a big show of how Mom and Dad aren’t there to discipline them. Yeah, the binge-drinking, the keggers, the drugs… many states allow the recreational use of cannabis, with its advocates saying “but it’s natural”. Natural. You know what else is natural? The causes of death!I digress. You’ll know these bottom feeders because they are the ones who struggle with school work because of their lack of self-discipline. They have all the time in the world to party, none to study, more than enough money for drugs and alcohol, but no money for food. It makes you wonder where do they find the money with which they buy their cheat sheets, as they don’t even know how to look up the material and write it down.They are the ones who are taking an “easy liberal arts” major to shut up their parents yet keep the money coming their way. They are the ones who think they can prosper with their half-baked lemonade stand plans. You can’t thrive on a nickel a cup! Neither did I.Back in 1990, the military services didn’t have the best programs to unwind you from the military to civilian life. Add to that growing up without my parents making me aware that people with different skills and education earn different wages, and here I am, now a civilian, not knowing the full worth of my military experience, vacillating between working part-time at a tackle shop (I love fishing) and working full-time at an airfield services operation (I knew how to refuel aircraft). Here I was going to make a stupid mistake: work at the minimum wage of $4.25/hour part-time for the love of fishing, or work at $6.25/hour full-time because I have experience around aircraft. I hadn’t realized that my Corporal of Marines base pay back then went for around $9/hour and change. I wasn’t aware that a difference of $2/hour is a difference of $4,160/year! And let’s not even engross ourselves with the income differential between part-time and full-time. I wasn’t aware that the gross majority of minimum-wage jobs are part-time, and the employees are basically disposable.Oh yeah, just when you thought that you’ll never use all that math shit they taught you in school, think again! Here I was, calculating my almost-good fortune, and applying math like crazy between gallons of fuel for ground equipment, and pounds of fuel for airliners (that’s 6.8 pounds per gallon of Jet-A); when General Dynamics Convair called. They said that they would hire me as an Aircraft Assembler - Structures and Surfaces, for $6.99/hour; only because they felt that my organizational-level maintenance experience paled before factory experience. I was butt-hurt but accepted. The best part was that Convair onboarded me a week early, which grandfathered me under the old union contract, and qualified me for the new union contract’s ratification bonus.What followed was crazy and I didn’t know how to appreciate it: mandatory overtime. The production learning curve was steep at that time and Convair had us working 10 hours a day, 13 days straight. God bless those 40 hours of regular time plus 18 hours of overtime, plus 8 hours of double-time every other Sunday. I made the fool’s folly of splurging it. Bought a condo on a zero-down VA Home Loan, a second car (a 1992 Saturn SL1), fathered a second child… I used my success to set myself up for failure. Of course, overtime is not a permanent operational posture, which meant that the overtime eventually wound down, leaving me strapped for cash. The whole bunch of “job shoppers” (temps by any other name) eventually went home. And as the learning curve was flattened, so was the number of employees.Of course, with the success of Desert Storm in 1991, we were expecting the Emir of Kuwait to order a fleet of airliners from the United States. It was up to Boeing or McDonnell-Douglas, for whom we built fuselages for their DC-10, KC-10A Extender, and MD-11 programs. Long story short, Boeing won, ate McDonnell-Douglas alive, the MD-11 and MD-80 programs were closed, and you hardly see either of those birds in the sky anymore. Oh, yeah, Convair is no more.From 1994 to 1997, I hopped from electronics school to job-hopping in sales, services, and light industrial for three-and-a-half years. Went back to manufacturing in 1997, lost that job after six years due to mental depression ruining my attendance, job-hopped for another year-and-a-half, and finally landed as a Sears appliance repairman in 2005. Lost that job in 2009, too, as Sears had devolved into vicious employee turnover, which left me looking for a “will-train” job. Nothing. Yet here I was at a job fair, and I saw the DeVry booth. You know how much they advertise on cable television, yes? It made sense. I had a broad skillset, diverse experiences, but only a high school diploma. I needed an education that would put me above this standstill I had reached.The next day I’m at the DeVry University San Diego Learning Center. Yeah, I went for it despite the statistics being too good, and at the cost of an arm and a leg. Interestingly enough, just mentioning that I was a student opened doors for me as a biomedical equipment technician (BMET) and information technology (IT) technician. from 2010 to 2017, I jumped from contract to contract between BMET and IT. Before you say wow, keep in mind that whenever I had to show my experience to a hiring manager for one job, he would only see seven years of work, but only three-and-a-half of direct experience. To my saving grace, I earned my Associate of Applied Science in Electronics and Computer Technology in 2012. I graduated with a GPA of 3.26, a B. I thought I did pretty good, considering it was a fast-paced, two 3-unit courses per eight week session, two sessions a semester, for eight semesters, summers included. All this some 30 years after graduating from high school!I have been doing generally well, save for a few close calls, until 2017. In January of that year, after the client decided against keeping me in what became my last BMET contract, I went to my local career center. Here’s a Pro Tip: If you remain quiet, attentive, and open-minded, they’ll help you look for work. Conversely, if you flail you flail your arms and keep saying “but I need a job right away!” You won’t be taken seriously. If you’re at the career center, it’s because you need a job right away. In fact, we all need our jobs right away; it’s not like we have spare jobs in a drawer upstairs. Back at the career center, I sat down with a counselor who told me to stop jumping between BMET and IT, and pick one for my long term’s sake. And he was right. That was when my mind went in gear and I balanced that even though BMET is more rewarding, its job market is narrow, and most BMETs have a Bachelor’s degree, which I didn’t have. IT, on the other hand, didn’t require a Bachelor’s degree to participate, the field has a growing job market, but the better-paying jobs go to those with certifications, which I didn’t have, either. So where to go?Straight into a classroom where a guest speaker was addressing veterans! No, seriously, straight into a classroom where… oh, you get it! I walked in halfway through the presentation, but caught the main point: an Information Technology Apprenticeship sponsored by the US Department of Labor, the California Department of Industrial Relations, and a smattering of federal, state, and local agencies and private organizations. But the best part was that they would train me and pay for the first three certification exams. Hot Dog! Those exams run upwards of $200 apiece and I had nothing to drop dead on. I approached the speaker after the presentation, asked a few questions, and the next day I was at the Able-Disabled Advocacy being interviewing and taking assessments. I was invited to attend the apprenticeship.Lightning struck twice that January, as Apex Systems, a staffing firm, called me the week after to enroll me into their IT joint venture with Able-Disabled Advocacy. This came with sponsorship for a security clearance. Earned my Computer Technology Industry Association (CompTIA) Security+ certificate in May of 2017. Suffered a few struggles between January and July 2017, but it has been good since. I also earned my CompTIA A+ certificate in June 2018. However, being the non-conformist that I am, I’ve decided to up my game at the age of 55. I’m grateful for my expensive associate degree, however, it was heavy on basic electronics, but too light on computer technology, not to mention, the CompTIA A+ material was deprecated. So here I am, staking a claim at Cuyamaca College for an Associate of Science in Computer and Information Science — Networks, Security, and Systems Administration — Enterprise Systems Administration Emphasis. Not only that, but I’m also pursuing a Certificate in Business Office Technology — Office Technology Specialist Level II; as I must do my own clerical work. All this while pursuing the California State University General Education Breadth. No bones about it, I plan to earn a suitable baccalaureate when the time comes. Management Information Systems, maybe?This is my life so far. It’s taken me too long to know what I want. But now that I know what I want, I can get what I want. I know that I’ll be competing with a vastly younger labor pool, thus I’ll have to hard-sell my experience and work ethic, on top of my skillset. As it is, I am saddled with student loan debt (currently deferred) and another 26 years to pay off the house. Paying these off will take a higher skillset for better-paying work. And of course, earn a growing income until I’m at least 84.Now that you know what I’m going through, don’t dally. Determine what you’re good at, because you’re not meant to what you love for a living. That only leads to the bitter burnout of realizing that your love for something was only a salad-days fantasy. Apply yourself in school and everywhere. That’s how you get in the classes with the better students and less distractions. Apply for internships every summer you’re in college. This way you’ll apply what you learned throughout the academic year. Not to mention, internships provide you with better chances of landing a job after graduation. Heard the one about nurses who had a job offer before graduation? True story. Once you’re working, staying away from malingerers will improve your career prospects. Yes, it’s all about a game of one-upmanship. But it’s not so much about reaching your goals when compared to others; as it is about getting yourself out of your comfort zone.