I used to work in the call center of a regional office for a giant company. I got the opportunity to “apprentice” with another department, which basically meant I would shadow the same employee for an hour or two a week for six months and then I could apply for a transfer and they’d hire me preferentially unless I seemed like a fuckup. The department was staffed with 90% former biglaw attorneys who didn’t want to deal with the rat race anymore and located in the main office. I felt like this the first time I showed up in my nice jeans and a fancy-to-me top to this incredible marbled building full of people wearing suits more expensive than my car.

I got that job, by the way, and less than two years later, it had demoralized me to the point that I left “per mutual agreement” and went back to school to move to an entirely different industry. I did also make enough money in that time to finance a move abroad, including living expenses for three years, visas, bringing my cat with me, and grad school though, so I’m not exactly mad about it in the end.