Igor is a typical live-in professional past his prime. He has three kids: 5, 7, and 12. He has been divorced since 2003. He is more than twice the age of his oldest residents. It’s time for Igor to find another job or another position in Residential Life. Yet, he refuses. Instead, he demands every department on the small campus bend to his will without an ounce of compromise. Igor continuously forces his expectations onto others, all with the help of his buddy: The Dean of Students—a perpetual resident himself.
Since my Twitter account’s inception, I have received comments that I should either stop complaining or leave the field. Well, that is exactly what I am trying to do. The last thing I want to do is end up like Igor: bitter, unfulfilled, and stuck. Because, let’s be honest, Igor is not sticking around as Director of Residential Life for the love of the job. He is sticking around, because he has lived-on for so long and has done so little in way of professional development that he is stuck. His resume is stale, his attitude is piss-poor, and any HR manager will seriously question why he has not move onto a more challenging position.
So, for my detractors, I am leaving the field as soon as I can find another job. However, I have a personal deadline as to when I leave—job or not. The last thing I want to become is an Igor-clone. Sir, it is time for you to leave.