Today started off like any other typical day. After studying a little for my economics course before work at the local King Street Starbucks, I made my way to the office, battling the morning rush-hour traffic, with a double-tall vanilla non-fat latte in hand (yes, I know, I’m THAT kind of Starbucks customer!).
I was mid-way through a full day of e-news writing, email-answering, and bank-depositing, when some bad news fell into my lap. I was causally checking my personal email after lunch, and learned that I had been unceremoniously rejected from one of the graduate programs I had applied to. I turned to my coworkers and, dejected, let them know that I no longer had as great of a chance of going to grad school in the fall. They gave me pats on the back and a couple of words of support and encouragement – talking about creating “plan Bs” and unabashedly ridiculing the school that had sent me the unfortunate news. I managed to crack a smile, thinking about how great the YCI team was for keeping my spirits high.
And then, not even 20 minutes later, I felt the need to check my email just once more. This time, I noticed an email from McMaster University in Hamilton, Ontario – another graduate school I had applied to. Before I even had the chance to click on it, the words “we are pleased to tell you” popped out at me from the subject line, and I immediately knew what I would find inside!
With a whoop, I jumped out of my office chair, and right away the YCI staff were at my side, giving me hugs and high-fives. I couldn’t believe that in the span of half an hour, I had been rejected AND accepted to grad school!
Well, this called for a celebration. Myself and a couple of my colleagues headed down Queen Street West to a little place called Dufflet, an expensive pastry shop, and picked up the richest, most delicious chocolate mousse cake we could find (see accompanying photo – mmm). The YCI gang gathered around the lunchroom table and talked and laughed about our lives, the future, and all the awesome things that it can bring.
And to think, I was nearly hit by a cab this morning. It’s amazing what 20 minutes can do to change your day, and your life, in the most profound of ways!
– Sarah Tuckey, Administrative Assistant