Nicole Cardoza
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I’m amazed by how many students I meet on campus who don’t have jobs. I always thought that community college was for the masses that couldn’t afford a four-year university and therefore were working their way through a junior college.

Now I am in class everyday with people, some straight out of high school and some who have been in college for a few years already, who have never had a job – ever. Most of them are living at home or at least on Mom and Dad’s dime, and as long as they do well in school, they don’t have to work.

I will relate the sage advice my father gave me in the seventh grade when I got caught vandalizing the boys’ locker room, “You need a job.”
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I know that some people will say that school is their job because they have to arrive on time, spend eight hours a day on campus and produce assignments on a regular basis. Maybe thinking of school as a job works for you, but I know that I am always late for classes and never late for work (at least not without the very real anxiety of being fired and not being able to pay my rent).

I can count the number of times I have called in sick to work on one hand, and the number of classes I have ditched (for no reason) would take a spreadsheet to organize. I am sorry to say that I think nothing of turning homework in late or not at all, but again, the whole fear of losing my job keeps me overachieving at even the most mundane of responsibilities at work.

I have a healthy (I think) fear and reverence for my boss. I would not be caught dead Web surfing, taking long lunches or placing personal phone calls. However, I find it terribly easy to text in class, work on assignments for other classes and basically ignore my instructors. I have to remind myself constantly that this is rude behavior for a classroom.

I am by no means advocating we turn the clock back 100 years and bring back child labor, but I do think that jobs teach many things about responsibility that can’t be learned at school.