Every so often, I receive a letter from my alma mater, the University of Washington, asking me to donate to…oh, let’s see, the most recent letter is from Laurie Schuchart and Kathy Connors. It talks about “Oscar Reyna, a senior studying Business and Chemistry” as opposed to what most of us would call business and chemistry. I guess they’re trying to put a face on need at the UW.
Oscar is probably a pretty good guy and I am happy that he wants to be a dentist. But here is the deal, Oscar, I have two degrees from the University of Washington and no job. It always amazes me that the University of Washington is willing to contact me multiple times each year to ask for money (so my money is good) but the same institution is not willing to offer me a job. I have applied for more than 50 jobs at the University of Washington (go Dawgs!) and can’t get through the turnstile.
So, Oscar, here’s my advice. Your degree from the UW is only as good as the paper it is printed on. Twenty years from now, you could be like me, sitting at your computer at 10:42 am on a Monday morning, wondering whether you’re going to pay the doctor bill or buy shoes for your kid.
Laurie and Kathy–I don’t know who you are, but you have to spend money to make money. If the UW wants me to donate, it needs to hire me.
You heard it here from an unemployed alum.