By Stephanie Crysel
I was almost hyperventilating the day I received my first job offer. At 21, I had gone through three on-site interviews and waited a week to hear news. Any news. It was 2013, the job market was brutal for my field, and graduation was just three weeks away. So when my phone lit up, I practically sprinted out of the Chili’s where I had met my mom for dinner. The caller seemed to revel in slowly reviewing the job details and interview process, noting how there had been other candidates also in the pipeline. At last, he arrived to the conclusion: they wanted me! It was all I could do not to “whoop” out loud. I could now call myself a “Young Professional.” I had arrived.