As I think I've noted here previously, I'm the first person in my immediate family to have gone to college. One of the areas that affected was my knowledge about what it meant to go to college and how financial aid worked.

At the end of my high school years, I applied to two schools. Only one made me a speedy offer, and because I didn't know better, I assumed that meant only one would. And so it was to that school that I went for what was, largely, a miserable four years as an undergraduate. As I've told many people, if you'd asked me on the day of my undergraduate graduation if I'd ever go back to school, I'd have socked you in the mouth. But eventually I did go back.

Now, the infamous Job 2 is in the same place as the school I applied to but didn't attend way back when. And that place has become, more or less, "the one that got away" which is part of what has made this process so absurdly hard for me to navigate.


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Belle said...

Isn't it oddly hard to realize all that, and still not be able to let it go?

February 11, 2009 at 9:58 AM
Brigindo said...

Have you tried calling and letting them know you have another offer on the table that needs to be responded to this week? You might at least find out the likelihood of an eventual offer from Job 2.

Also didn't you say you would have been thrilled with Job 1's offer if Job 2 wasn't a possibility? That seems a little different from your undergrad experience.

February 11, 2009 at 10:00 AM
Dr. Curmudgeon said...

That is what's so strange: having those realizations but still being held by them.

The second school did know about the job offer and the deadline, but there was some difficulty at job 2 with parts of the chain of command being out of town. In the end, they did make an offer, and made a very quick up to it when I told them about where Job 1 was.

The big reveal - at least as much as I ever truly reveal here - should be out later.

February 11, 2009 at 10:05 AM