“Your path at 22 will not necessarily be your path at 32 or 42. One’s dream is constantly evolving, rising and falling, changing course.” – Conan O’Brien’s Dartmouth Commencement speech
Recently, a trusted friend advised me to remove my first job from my resume. He said it aged me and didn’t add anything to the current iteration of my career. Of course, he’s right. Being an editorial assistant in the mid-90s at a publishing company that no longer exists doesn’t speak to where I am professionally today. But before I delete it entirely from my LinkedIn page and resume, I want to pay homage to that job.
Saunders College Publishing was a division of Harcourt Press and mainly put out math and science textbooks. When I was first hired, my family found it ironic that I’d be working in the math department because I went through hell to earn Bs and Cs in my Algebra II and Geometry classes in high school. But my job in the editorial department had very little to do with math and everything to do with publishing. As an editorial assistant, I supported four editors and saw countless textbooks through the editorial process. I secured and paid reviewers, updated authors with status reports, prepared manuscripts for the art department, and often weighed in on different options for book covers. Somewhere in the world, there is a calculus textbook with my name in the acknowledgments section praising me for a job well done.
I still remember the job interview where I felt I hit a home run with all four editors. My boss, Alexa, and I were big readers and shared a love of historical fiction. Anita had my father as her social studies teacher back in the day. Mark was a die-hard Phillies fan like me. And Terri and I graduated from the same university. GO RAMS!
All of the assistants working at Saunders were recent college graduates. I was excited to see my old friend Caren at one of the desks. We went to West Chester and worked on the student newspaper together. She introduced me to everyone and showed me the ropes. Our building was right by Independence Mall, and we often ate lunch in the park with the other assistants. Besides complaining about our bosses, we also placed frivolous bets on who would be promoted or get engaged next. For a while, there was a string of engagements, including my own, and mornings would be wasted as diamond rings were shown off and wedding planning tips were exchanged.
Besides hanging out with my work friends, I grew quite attached to the large copier in the mailroom, but strictly on a professional level. We had a love/hate relationship. Most of the time, the machine was well-behaved as it spat out several copies of 200-page manuscripts. (We killed a lot of trees back then). But eventually, the Xerox machine would throw a tantrum like a child that no longer wanted to cooperate with its mother. I spent hours in that mailroom begging and pleading with that copier to keep working. When it refused, I pampered it by changing its toner, switching out ink cartridges, and unjamming sheets of paper from mysterious locations deep inside the machine. As I said, we got to know each other well.
Outside the office, I experienced some history in the making. I shook hands with Governor Bill Clinton at a campaign rally behind Independence Hall before he was elected President. And we all gathered around to listen to the news report when the O.J. Simpson verdict came in. And our building was once evacuated after a bomb threat was called into the ATF office a few floors down. In the stairwell, people were crying because this happened shortly after the Oklahoma City bombing. Being on the 12th floor, it took forever for everyone to reach street level, where police and firefighters instructed us to run away from the building. A bunch of us hugged in the park once we realized everyone was safe.
One of my first visits to the west coast was a business trip where I sat with dozens of math teachers to learn the “new math” coming out of Mt. Hood, Oregon. I don’t remember much from that trip except the feeling that I might have done a much better in Algebra and Geometry if this teaching method had existed back then.
Finally, it was time for me to move on. I grew tired of my boss asking me to “fetch” things for her. I thought that verb was more appropriate for her dog than for her assistant—and I wasn’t sure if she always knew the difference. It was time to break up with the Xerox machine and leave my friends behind for a new role at another publishing company.
And now, thirty years later, it’s time to leave Saunders behind again. You are officially off my resume, dear friend, but you will never be away from my fondest memories.
Victoria+JusterJanuary 20, 2023 at 8:22 am (2 months ago)
What a great experience and how nice to share so many different connections with your co-workers. Thanks for sharing.
Kebba Buckley ButtonJanuary 18, 2023 at 7:27 pm (2 months ago)
Elisa, what a rich experience you had in your time there! No wonder you weren’t inclined to “let it go”. But you’ll always have that place and time in your heart. Btw, I was once burned out of the Federal Building in LA, together with the entire Army Corps of Engineers and hundreds of others. Would you believe, someone had set fire to the toilet paper stores in the basement?? Good times.
debraJanuary 15, 2023 at 9:30 pm (2 months ago)
Great read! I enjoyed your humor. Yes, life is about trasitions in our lives, the old ending, the messy middle, and the new beginnings. P.S. Congratulations on letting go!
ElisaJanuary 16, 2023 at 4:05 pm (2 months ago)
Thanks, Debra. Sometimes, I think if I can’t laugh about it, I didn’t learn from it. That was a great job, and it taught me a lot about what I want to do and how I want to be treated. But, I’m good with letting it go.
JulieJanuary 15, 2023 at 8:38 pm (2 months ago)
I have my first job on my LinkedIn because I took a long leave of absence from my industry. I hope that it’s ok but I’m not looking for a new position. I bet writing this gave you some closure with your first job at Saunders.
ElisaJanuary 16, 2023 at 4:06 pm (2 months ago)
It definitely gave me closure. Thanks for reading!