I took classes relating to media, branding, and portfolio development. As creatively empowering as this course was, I realized shortly before graduating that I had both a limited ability and little desire to turn it into a living. The most valuable experience I had at HVCC was managing the weekly student-run newspaper, The Hudsonian. I made sure there were no grammatical or punctuation errors, and that everyone was submitting their articles in time for publication.
I came across the field of court reporting entirely on accident. I had applied for a court reporting position in the NYS Unified Court System, and received an e-mail back saying that court reporting was a very niche line of work, and that I would have to go back to school if I wanted to pursue it. I looked into it, found a writer from the early 2000s on eBay with my name on it, and quickly fell in love.
My story here is a bit messy. Because I went to school at Rensselaer High, my schedule for my first year of AIT was backwards. I was supposed to take the afternoon junior class but they put me in the morning senior class anyway. I had no issue getting situated and picked up valuable information anywhere I could. This made my second year in the class a total breeze, helping me end up on the National Technical Honor Society. I recently found an OfficeMax gift card tucked inside my diploma, which probably would have been very useful in my community college days. Alas, that is money that just wasn't meant to be saved. As for the classes themselves, I thoroughly enjoyed them. We spent most of our time in Packet Tracer, learning the ins and outs of how to keep networking equipment up and running. Sometimes we would have days of programming in Java, other times we would be taking apart PCs and putting them back together. We learned Linux, DOS, HTML; anything that the IT field could throw at us. Since then, I have not kept up in this subject due to the myriad of other things I still wanted to learn, but the most important thing to me is that I know I can pick up these sorts of things very easily. As much as technology changes, the fundamentals don't.
I cooked, occasionally alone, in a high-volume restaurant. It was probably a necessary workplace experience, but not one that I could maintain after being repeatedly objectified by my coworkers.
Another cooking job.
Because I took the senior AIT class twice, I have no idea if the junior class had to also take up these internships. My first year internship was at UAlbany's IT department, where I had an absolute blast driving around the capital region and replacing networking equipment. I almost didn't want it to end. My second year internship was at Questar III HQ, which was not as much fun but just as meaningful. There was always a metaphorical fire to be put out, and I vividly remember my last day being marked by a problem that just could not be solved that week. That whole IT course really left me hungry for more, but I never ended up finding a suitable position in the field. I was probably looking in the wrong places.