35 years ago, at the age of 23, I got my first job in the title business. Abstracting.
I had just finished my first year of law school and was looking for a job. I went to a lawyer that I had known since early childhood and asked him for a job at his law firm. "I'll do anything", I said, "even sweep the floors if I have to." He looked at me and said, "You may have a year of law school, but you don't know anything. You're useless. Go get some experience doing something and then come back and talk to me."
Now, I could have been crushed by his brutal honesty, but 1976 was not 2011. In 1976 there weren't college educated crybabies protesting on Wall Street that the world owed them a living merely because they had a diploma and could breathe. We were tougher than that. If we wanted a job, we either had to prove ourselves or at least show that we were willing to do the work, whatever the work was. And no one out there who was in a position to hire us cared one bit about our precious self-esteem.
For me, that first job put me in the court house as a title abstractor. It didn't pay well, but I reasoned that I was gaining some valuable experience. Now, some of my law school buddies got more prestigious jobs, clerking for judges or big law firms, and made a lot more money than me. But, that was the way things were back then. We knew life wasn't fair, so we didn't begrudge people who did better than us. If we wanted to make more, we knew we either had to work harder or longer. It just didn't occur to us that we were entltled to money we didn't earn.
Call me old-fashioned, but if these OWS really want to change the world, maybe they should heed the advice my lawyer friend gave me: "Go get some experience doing something and then come back and talk to me."