Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A Job-less World

True visionaries come around once in a great while.  I’m talking about those who not only envision the future, but actually make things that seem impossible come to life.
I’m not one of those people.  Oh sure, I have had my share of great ideas.  My challenge is in believing that I could actually make a seemingly far-fetched idea a reality.
Some of my more ‘visionary’ ideas came during childhood. Walking home from school was a huge pain to me and my friends.  It wasn’t more than 8 blocks, although it was hilly, we were in the Texas heat and I was usually carrying books and a lunch box.  It seemed like the most arduous task, this walk.  To pass time, we’d let our imaginations wander.  I remember wishing that cars would have refrigerators in them so I could always have a cold drink. Maybe they could have a place for snacks too, so I wouldn’t pass out from starvation.  Even a TV to pass the time during family road-trips.
I thought it was fun to dream, but this wasn’t something that would happen. Or at least I couldn’t figure out how to make it happen. 
While most cars don’t have refrigerators, they do have drink holders. Wish I could take responsibility for having made that happen! And video screens in cars are almost old-school. Even more fun is the wireless connectivity that enables us to have a phone conversation through the car stereo speakers.  I’m pretty sure this was thought up by a kid walking home from school as well.
Even if I’m not one of them, I appreciate the genius that true visionaries share with the rest of the world.
We recently lost one of these rare individuals. Watching the news story about Steve Jobs’ life, it was eerie to watch a clip of him from 20+ years ago as he told us what we wanted, when even we didn’t know we wanted it.
Steve Jobs said we wanted “full-color screens” and that we wanted to watch full-motion video.  Back when he made these crazy statements, I was just happy to have a desk-top computer.  Steve had the vision that our electronic devices not only should work well but should also be stylish and come in a variety of colors instead of black.  Little did I know that I would become addicted to Mr. Jobs’ creations. 
Most of us just learned the “behind the scenes” story of Steve Jobs’ life.  That he was adopted. That as a kid he was a trouble-maker. That he dropped out of college due in part to financial constraints.  Apparently one of the most successful people in world had set-backs, including being ousted from the company that he founded. 
Ouch. That’s got to hurt.
Being the true visionary that he was, Steve apparently chose to look forward instead of licking his wounds, moving on to different opportunities including Pixar.  Lucky for us, huh? I’d hate to think of Woody and Buzz Lightyear in the old, flat two-dimensional cartoon format. 
We can all talk about how impressive Mr. Jobs’ vision was, how impressive his intelligence was, how impressive that he made money, etc.   You know what is most impressive to me, and something that I can actually use in my own life? His “never give up” attitude. 
When he couldn’t afford college, he kept on trying.  When he was ousted from Apple, he found a new opportunity.  When he was diagnosed with cancer, he fought back and kept moving forward.   For much of his career, this was all done in the public eye.  How tough is that?
Those of us in lay-off land can learn from Steve Jobs.  True, we may not be the visionary that he was.  But we can pick ourselves up and move forward.  We can fight for what we want. We can envision ourselves in a new opportunity. And we can try to maintain a positive attitude.
The legacy of Steve Jobs will be forever in the history books.  Online books, of course. Read on an Apple device. 
© Tami Cannizzaro 2011 All Rights Reserved

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Under Pressure

Lexus. Hummer. Mercedes. 300Z.  Think I’m at a car dealership?  Most dealerships I know wouldn’t have such a fine selection in one parking lot.
I’m in a college town, visiting at a student apartment complex.  Me and Ashton Cooper, my brand new Mini, are in town for a conference.  And I thought I had a fine ride.  Poor Ashton Cooper. He was so proud, and feels so out of place with all of these bigger luxury cars.  I tell him I’m proud of him and not to care what the other cars think.
As for me, I’m a range of emotions. Confused, appalled, amazed and yes, a bit jealous.  What are college undergrads doing driving such nice cars?  Might I add that none of these appear to be older models that have been passed down from parent to child?  They appear quite new.  Some still have paper plates. 
I’m sure the kids – and I hate to say it, but yes, they are kids – must need a nice ride to make up for the college living conditions.  You know, cinder block and wood shelves paired with an assortment of hand-me-down furniture.  One roommate brings the TV, one brings the microwave.  If you’re really fortunate, there’s a laundry hook-up in the apartment.  Extremely fortunate means one roommate actually has a washer and dryer to hook-up. Remember?
As I knock on the door of one of the units, I notice how nice the complex is.  Entering the apartment I’m stopped cold.  Whose dad purchased the 55” flat screen TV?  What’s this – there are flat screen TV’s in each bedroom? And each bedroom has a private on-suite bath? 
I step back outside to make sure I didn’t take a wrong turn and enter the Ritz Carlton. 
This place is unbelievable.  I’m told that this is not considered the nicest complex in town.  I’m also trying to figure out how I can move in.
The students plead their case.  “We’re under so much pressure. We’ve gotta have a nice place to live.” 
This is not my first semester, telling them to brace for a much lower standard of living once they’re on the own instead of living in a luxury apartment that came with all the furnishings. Rolling their eyes, they think I’m “old-school” and somewhat out of touch with the 21st century reality that is college academic life. 
LOL!  You don’t know snot, young ‘un. 
OK, so I didn’t really say that. But believe it or not, I do understand the kind of pressure you’re under. I was here, remember?
Research. Essays. Lab assignments. Projects. Exams.  All-nighters. Non-stop studying while living in an environment with non-stop partying.  Whew – college was tough; I remember it well.
Pressure packed days and weeks that led up to one KPI (key performance indicator) for the entire semester: GPA.  I still shudder when I think of it. 
Not the pressure; my GPA.  Undergrad was not my finest moment as a student.  Thank goodness I had the chance to redeem myself in grad school.
And there was the added pressure to determine a career path to choose.  Heaven forbid a mistake was made here. Life could be over. 
Yes, I’m painfully aware of the pressure. Years have passed since graduation and I still have the nightmare where I’m at college, it’s the end of the semester and suddenly I realize that I’ve never been to one of my classes.  Now I have to try and pass a final exam.  I wake up sweating every time I have this dream.
Kids, I’ve got news for you.  You haven’t experienced real pressure yet.
Real pressure happens once you enter the work force. No holiday breaks and no summer vacation. No option to choose between summer school or just working for some cash.
Real pressure also happens with a lay-off.  Losing your job is one of the most tense, pressure-packed situations a person can be in.  Not to mention emotional.  If you’re past 30 when a lay-off hits, you probably have a mortgage, maybe a family to think about.  This is not a situation for the faint of heart.  One wrong decision now affects those who depend on you too.
I’ve discovered that pressure never really goes away. It simply manifests itself in different ways. Now the pressure is on to find a job, one that we like and also pays enough to cover expenses.  Time is the enemy as those of us in lay-off limbo desperately search for a source of income during trying economic times.  Even if you’ve financially planned for a lay-off, the pressure is still there.  
How nice it would be if studying hard for a good grade would land a job in our lap.   
© Tami Cannizzaro 2011 All Rights Reserved