Although what I have to say about the college issue has nothing to do with one of my sons, I’m going to start out with his story.
In 1983 he graduated from High School. He did okay, but to illustrate his mindset, when he was tasked to write a 5 page report that only came out to be 3 pages, he would most likely change to a font on his Apple II that was larger rather than write more to achieve the prescribed length. I was surprised when a guidance councilor told me he was one of the brightest kids in the school, but it was immaterial, because he refused to go to college, or even go out and look for a job. Many threats later, including a brief stint living in his car, he agreed to start a job search.
He decided that there was only one company he wanted to work for, a company that usually hired only folks with PhDs headquartered in a building in NJ designed by Frank Lloyd Wright. So, a kid that never worked a day in his life, whose sole work experience occurred at the age of about 7 when he was told by me at 10:00AM that he had to rake leaves until lunch, and at 10:10AM was found in the kitchen making his lunch, expected his work ethic to shine through to his chosen employer.
Although he was told by his selected workplace that there were no job openings, he somehow secured an interview. His strategy was to write his resume and to tell the personnel interviewer that if he was not hired, he would be living in his car in his parent’s driveway. Regarding his lack of higher education, he explained that he could not see the purpose of taking a lot of worthless courses, and besides, his head was already filled with information that would be useful to the subject company. His only condition of employment was that said company must agree to allow him to take whatever courses or seminars he thought would be interesting. Further, he should be allowed to work from home after 2 years on the job. All this was accompanied by lots of pleading and reverential talk.
A week later he was happily sitting in his room messing around on his computer. Happy, because he had fulfilled his promise to search for a job – conscience cleared. Little did he realize that he was about to have his residence relocated to a residence he already owned, a 1975 Chevy Chevette.
Then, to our amazement, a call arrived from his chosen employer requesting he come in for a second interview. Long story short, he has now been working for that company for 28 years and counting. End of chapter 1. To be continued.