Mod Note (Andy): #TBT Throwback Thursday - this was originally posted on 3/9/13.
Hi there, fellow monkeys. Hope all is well.
I've been lurking here for a few years and didn't really get to posting until just recently. After some PMs regarding my story/background via my resume review thread, I figured I'd share my story and try to give back to WSO as much as it has given to/helped me. I fear it won't happen, but this can be considered a start. Let's get to it.
The backdrop is early 90s NYC. I grew up in an extremely conservative immigrant family from a strict military background. As much as I want to forget it, the circumstances were dismal for us; living in a one-bedroom apartment with 12 other family members and going to sleep, starving, on the cold, dingy floors of this apartment were memories that accurately reflect my childhood. This was life. This was a painful, albeit necessary step towards the American Dream.
I have no qualms in admitting that my family was comprised of no-BS hustlers. In their eyes, success was, more or less, measured by the number of zeroes in your bank account. Coming to America from a war-ravaged third world country with no money in their pockets, in a way, justifies and further strengthens this mentality. However, they never failed to emphasize the importance of education to me, to the point where, if I didn't appreciate this fact or count the blessings in my life, I received some pretty severe beatings (many of which I admittedly deserved). I pushed all the way through school, did well, and I guess you could say I went to a rather "preftigious" high school.