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By: Anthony Mam

When is the appropriate time to move on to your next job? One of my grad school professors advised our cohort that we should have only one 1-year job in our lifetime. It makes sense. If you were a hiring employer and saw a candidate jumping from one job to another after a year, you would be hesitant to hire them. In grad school, I told myself I would never want to leave any job after one year. Well, unfortunately, that was when I thought I would be in a different functional area right after graduation.

When applying for graduate schools in Student Affairs, I knew I wanted to work in multicultural student services. I applied to a couple of multicultural affairs graduate assistantships, but they were not excellent fits. After some personal discouragement and advice from mentors, I took a step back and did some reflection. I knew I had to start my student affairs journey somewhere; after all, I still wanted to work with college students. With that, I decided to pursue another functional area that I've also enjoyed during my time as an R.A...Residence Life.

Working in residence life as a G.A. was probably the best experience I could have gotten as a graduate student. I valued the skills I developed. It definitely is a significant foundation to have in Student Affairs. However, I still wanted to get my hands dirty working in multicultural affairs. That led me to experience multicultural affairs for a semester-long practicum at my grad school and then a very valuable year-long internship at an Ivy League school. Having both of those experiences and absorbing everything I learned in my diversity classes, my burning passion for multicultural affairs grew even stronger. I knew I needed to apply for multicultural jobs.

Unfortunately, I hit another bump in the road during my post-grad job search. I heard that multicultural affairs jobs were very hard to come by. After many weeks of searching, I found that to be quite true. The ones that did show up were very competitive. I had interviews at placement, over the phone, second round Skype, and even had an on-campus; but all of them were unsuccessful including the ones I haven’t even heard back from. I felt very hopeless and disappointed in myself. I really wanted a job that fulfills my passion, but I also needed any job to help pay for my grad school loans. I decided to add Residence Life to my job search.

I applied to many Residence Life jobs with campus climates that will help me grow and support underrepresented students. Interviews were pouring, but my grad school time was ticking. I applied to be a hall director at an institution in my home state. I loved everything about it. It would give me job security and a step in the right direction. The process was really fast, and I felt a strong pressure to secure a job. Luckily, I was given a job offer, and I accepted it after a couple of days (the Monday after my graduate school Commencement nonetheless!).

I was an excited new professional who was working with some amazing coworkers, supervisors, and students. They were supportive, passionate, and willing to help me grow. It was everything a new professional could have asked for. However, in my heart, something did not feel right. My mental sanity was challenged. The party culture, students' mental health, and campus demographic had pushed me to a very unhealthy lifestyle. I lacked sleep and internal motivation. I looked for any excuse to stay in on the weekends or to get away from it all. Furthermore, the dynamic of being one of few staff of color in the department and institution made me feel unsupported. Pair that with the many conversations I have had with students who also felt the same, my passion for diversity work grew even stronger. After only four months in the position, I made the conscious decision to selectively apply for positions in multicultural affairs.

I kept chugging along in the position. I committed to my job and developed myself as a supervisor. I applied to one or two jobs here and there, but nothing came out of them. To keep me motivated, I started a colleagues of color group to get that support I needed. I also asked my supervisors to provide me opportunities to do more diversity and social justice work. For the following RA training, I was fortunate enough to present our diversity section to the 90 RAs. I received so many personal compliment from the staff on how engaging and educational it was. That was when I knew I was truly ready.

Two months into my second year, the Director of my internship at the Ivy League contacted me and said a position was open in the office and that I should apply. It was the opportunity to work with first-year and sophomore students and to develop a social justice peer education program. The job was perfect. It was essentially a lateral move with a smaller salary/benefits package since housing is not provided (if you have been in Residence Life for a while, you would almost forget that housing usually isn’t provided in other parts of Student Affairs…Hah). However, there was no hesitation. I submitted my application a few days later.

After rescheduling the first-round Skype interview, confirming with them that I still wanted to go through the process despite the salary (since I would be moving back home with my parents), anxiously informing my current supervisors that I got an on-campus, having unsuspecting traffic during my on-campus day, and being nervous as hell in a familiar environment, I was still confident that this was the job for me. All that was left was playing the waiting game.

I was still working hard at my job. The longer I waited, the less expectations I had about the interview. Towards the end of the waiting game, however, – when I felt all hope was lost – I received a phone call from the Director on a Friday afternoon…I got an offer…and I accepted it! I was overjoyed and excited, especially for the sheer fact that after 3 years of searching, I will finally be DOING (not pursuing) my passion.

Afterward:

I am now at Brown University as the Coordinator for First Year and Sophomore Programs at the Brown Center for Students of Color. I was welcomed with reopened arms. I am much happier now especially because I am working on projects and tasks that is making a difference and keeping me motivated. To be honest, it was hard leaving half way through the year and I felt regret leaving the department in that predicament. There were a couple of times when I wished this opportunity came at the end of the academic year. However, I knew I trained my RAs well and helped prepare the new person in my position to be successful. Everything worked out in the end.

Conclusively, I wanted to highlight lessons I have learned throughout this whole experience. Here are some of those lessons:

Life is a Journey. Expect Detours (and Potholes!) – It is okay to not have your dream job the first time around. In certain circumstances, you need to make difficult life decisions. For me, I could not be unemployed for financial reasons. Furthermore, I did take a financial cut to pursue my passion. However, that is a price I am willing to pay for a personal benefit (plus getting home cooked meal is a bonus!).

Still Perform Your Job – Your supervisor is a testament to your current work. Student affairs is a small world, and if you burn one bridge, an ember might fly and another bridge will catch on fire. I was still putting 100% in my job, especially when I got the job offer. To this day, I still consider many of my old coworkers as close colleagues in the field, and I know they can attest to my great work.

Never Give Up On Your Passion – I may have settled with my first job, but I never gave up on my passion in working in multicultural affairs. If it is your passion, you will do whatever you can to get into it. I developed a colleagues of color group and asked for opportunities in diversity and multicultural education. You never know what you are able to accomplish if you don’t ask or pursue it yourself.

Life has different paths for different people. I hope my story helped you in one way or another. Best of luck as you navigate this unpredictable, but influential world of Student Affairs.

Take care,

Anthony