I never imagined myself working in an office. I grew up in a farming and hunting family. To my family, a career in a cubicle is like fraternizing with the enemy. I might as well put wool on and color myself black if I ever decided to go that route. In all honesty, my family isn’t that judgmental, but I do feel an extremely strong tie to the agricultural community. 
There are multiple problems… or should I say obstacles… that I would face if I ever wanted to pursue a career in social work.
1. Earn a whole new degree. $$$$
2. Somehow satisfy my love for farm animals while working as an advocate
3. Try to accomplish this before retirement… since I doubt I’ll have the money anytime soon.
The kicker is, I’ve applied to every dairy position open in New York state.. and yet, I haven’t gotten any replies. The replies I have gotten are not very hopeful, and any farm that is interested in hiring me just isn’t the right fit. My dream jobs are out in Wisconsin, and since I actually enjoy being with my family now and have a great relationship, I will not relocate. No matter which way I slice it, I still can’t get the pizza sold. So, I decided I’d look for jobs on Craigslist when I came upon an administrative assistant position at a special need’s center for children.
I currently work at the wellness center for the college, and I asked my supervisor if I could use her as a reference. Of course, that spurred a whole conversation about what I was applying for. She told me, “you would make a great social service worker. You have such a charming and pleasing personality… you would do great in any social position like a nurse, administrator, advocate…”
I’ve started editing and managing the intake program on the computers at the wellness center to help boost my resume’s appearance if I ever were to apply for another position in health and welfare administration. I really enjoyed it. I just want to help people throughout my life- especially those in crisis. It’s an awful feeling to know that all the cards are stacked against you and feeling like there’s no where to go for help… I want to be that help.
Who knows what will happen. Hopefully that children’s center gets back to me.
Becoming A Warrior 