The most awkward transition in my life was moving from the nurtured and relatively carefree life of a student to contributing as an independent and productive adult. Looking back, I fondly refer to that period as my “Mr. Magoo years.”
I had been thrust into a world of possibilities, like soaring in a balloon with potential jobs, careers, relationships, and travel floating by me, but I didn’t have the wisdom to steer the balloon. Down on the earth, I spent every morning circling jobs in newspaper want ads, talking to friends about opportunities (my attempt at what is now known as networking), and sending resumés.
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