<p>We have been through this three times. Our older child was a dream. She is systematic and planful about everything, including feeding her parents enough information to keep us from butting in. She had plans and backup plans and backups to the backup plans. She had six or seven different versions of her resume that she used for different sorts of opportunities. She knew how to figure out things like moving expenses and deposits. (We had said she was on her own after graduation, but that we would be willing to help with transition financing.) </p>
<p>She was in the middle of executing Plan C (she had asked me to look at a lease for an apartment she and her roommate could afford if all they could do was part-time retail) when out of the blue she got a Plan B offer she thought was dead, and ten days later she had moved and was in a training program. Two years later, she went through another months-long job search, but this time she got interview after interview and could be quite picky about what she accepted. Again, she fed us just enough information to keep us from e-mailing her leads, and other “help” she didn’t want. She wound up getting hired by someone more or less in my wife’s network, but her new boss didn’t find out about the family connection until after the offer was made (different last names).</p>
<p>Our younger child . . . defensive, evasive, non-communicative, prone to temper tantrums and panic attacks. Horribly threatened by the whole thing, including his sibling’s more systematic, more successful approach. Every question, no matter how innocuous, every offer of advice or help, was a direct threat to his manhood. He, too, had a disappointing round of grad school applications, and so started his job search late and wrong-footed (despite, of course, having been prompted by his parents all along that he needed to be looking for a job in case grad school didn’t work). He was basically, it turned out, incapable of pursuing more than one job at a time. It was awful. I couldn’t even have a rational discussion with him about finances, in which I was offering him money.</p>
<p>We wound up giving him, as a gift, the ability to stay in his apartment in the city where he went to college an extra month to keep looking for a job there (where he wanted to live). But after that he was going to have to find a way to pay for something himself, or come home until he could. A month later, we (remotely) had rented the U-Haul truck for his move back home on a Sunday, but he refused to pick it up because he had an ambiguous voice mail from his only remaining live prospect that sounded like it might turn into a job offer Monday morning. (He still had to be out of his apartment Monday. He had told the potential employer he was leaving town for good that weekend if he didn’t have a job offer by then.) We were so exasperated! We were getting calls from the truck rental place, and he was refusing to answer our calls or (increasingly hysterical) texts!</p>
<p>Everything worked out fine in the end. He got the job (which he started on Tuesday), and a year and a half later, during which he has been entirely self-supporting, we are almost over the trauma.</p>