Oh, to be young again

I have a college intern sitting with me for a few days this week.

Criminal Justice major who will be interning at my Police Department for the next few weeks.

Week one is in communications, of course.

It is hard for me to completely relate to her because at 22ish years old I was already with child and engaged to be married. I was working full-time while finishing up my degree. And I certainly did not any time to intern. My rent took priority.

So when she asked a question, I attempted to answer her and she jumped in with her own “textbook response” I had to do everything in my power to keep myself under control.

I understand that this is what your professor told you but I can guarantee that your professor has been removed from the business for some time. And that you have yet to learn that what is written down is for a perfect world and perfect conditions. Real life is nowhere near a perfect world. Sometimes you cannot follow the written rules; the conditions will not allow for it.

She is still not sure what she wants to do when she graduates (this Fall). Which is fine, I still don’t know what I want to do and I graduated from college ten years ago. She says she is was going to school for social work but switched her major to Criminal Justice and is thinking about being a cop.

How sweet.

If it were only that easy to figure out what you want to do for the rest of your life. College makes it seem so easy. Like you just go to these buildings, take these classes then you finish with a cap, gown and a piece of paper with the idea that this is what you’re going to do for the next 30ish years of your life.

I did not have it in me to tell this girl that I graduated from the same college. And look what I’m doing…

I really wish I could have said something like that to her. But she is young. And we were all young once, with dreams that seemed so easy to reach. It is not my position to pop her bubble.

If there is anything you could tell a college student, what would it be?

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