I lasted three semesters at MIT before dropping out, which was the ultimate unforgivable sin in the Harper family. The day I told them, my father actually walked out of the room.
“We have spent a fortune on your education,” my mother said, her voice ice cold. “What do you plan to do now? work at a coffee shop.”Parental support groups
“I have a job offer from a tech startup,” I explained. “The experience will be worth more than the degree.”
“A startup,” my father scoffed when he returned. “Those glorified garage projects that disappear in 6 months. This is the future you are choosing over an MIT education.”
No matter how I tried to explain the opportunity, they could not see past the lack of prestige, the absence of a degree.
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