The past 12+ months have been one hectic ride! I celebrated and mourned. Lived and laughed. Lived and worked in three different continents. During a pandemic! My final destination? New York…
New York, often called New York City (NYC) to distinguish it from New York State, is the most populous city in the United States. New York, New York, refers specifically to Manhattan - or as introduced in the opening creds of The Daily Show with Trevor Noah – “the most important place on earth”! Yup! That’s NYC, always putting itself above everyone and everything else - absolutely on brand! Ranked as number one in the Global Cities Index (GCI)*, New York takes its world dominance stance very seriously! It also happens to attract many individuals who do too, making it a highly competitive environment. And as initially sung by Frank Sinatra and more recently reiterated by Jay Z with a touch of swag; “…if I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere…”
Ok, the intention of this blog is not to wax lyrical about NYC but rather to share some of my experiences (with a side of major culture shock) since officially moving to Manhattan from Johannesburg seven months ago, so let me stick to the script!
Before New York there’s the United States of America – and
it really is America vs. the rest of the world. Honestly, the U.S. is just a
whole different world on its own! For instance, you’d think as a mainly English-speaking
country, communication would be a breeze. Wrong! A large majority of my
colleagues are American so I’ve had to learn to speak American, and no, I’m not
referring to the accent (which I don’t plan to adapt to…unless I’m offered
cash). I’ve had to adapt to miles, Fahrenheit, inches, ounces and my pet peeve
– writing the date as month-day-year vs. day-month-year (which totally makes
sense because days make up a month and months, a year, but hey, when in Rome…).
But that’s not even half of it. The highest mountain to summit as a foreigner in
this country is that of obtaining a work permit! As an immigrant looking to
work in America, there is a lot you need to consider. There is a lot that I had
to consider! Most of it was learning on the go so I hope by sharing my story, I
can help someone considering immigrating by equipping them with info I wish I knew
beforehand. Disclaimer: what I’m sharing here is specifically my experiences as
a South African woman in banking although I will try be broad where I can!
First thing’s
first...
So the universal consideration is employment authorization
to work in the country. When you apply for a U.S. job online there is one, just
one question that will determine whether your application progresses to the
next stage or goes to the place where failed applications go to die: “Are you
authorized to work in the U.S?” i.e. do you have legal documentation that
allows us to hire you?! If you’ve never worked in the U.S. / don’t live in the
U.S. / don’t have a work permit, only pure luck and the holy spirit will get
you through here. I will dive deeper into this topic momentarily.
Second consideration is edumacation! A Bachelor’s degree in
the U.S. is typically four years. That might get you to the door. But to get
in, you’ll probably need a Master’s degree or a globally-recognizedprofessional designation (e.g. CFA) at a minimum. This is particularly true for
non-entry level investment banking jobs or consulting jobs because the competition
is increased by freshly graduated MBA students looking to break into these
industries, which leads me to my next point…
Another layer is where you went to school. The pecking order
places Ivy League schools at the top,
followed by other American schools, followed by other first world schools and
then everything else (Ouch!). Do you
now understand one of the drivers behind the “The College Admissions Scandal”?
First comes the work
permit…
The country is not accommodating when it comes to immigrants
looking to work in the U.S. The barriers for getting a work permit are many.
The whole process will give you a whole lot of unsolicited character building. But
there are obviously certain ways to crack it, otherwise there wouldn’t be any
non-Americans working in corporate America. The easiest way to make it in is an
internal transfer via an L-1 visa, meaning moving to the U.S. office of your
current employer, this of course means you need to be working for one with
presence in the U.S. in the first place. The second cousin-twice removed of
this is getting an H-1B visa, which means that a U.S. company needs to sponsor
your visa. The problem is most U.S. companies do not provide visa sponsorship
(it’s an extremely long process so the company must feel like they really need
you and your skills, not forgetting that you are competing with many other
Americans!). The other route (the category I fall under) is obtaining an
Employment Authorization Document (EAD), through a spouse legally permitted to
work in the U.S. And then, if you are really extraordinary, you can qualify for an O-1 visa which is reserved for "
The funny part about work permits is that every job requires one but in order to apply for one, you need to have a job offer. It’s really a case of a dog chasing its tail, just more exhausting than fun! I think that’s why in most cases people end up hiring immigration lawyers to help them find creative legal ways to get over the line. This route is not cheap by the way! Anyway, knowing this I did these things concurrently (i.e. work permit and job applications), with the hopes that by the time I got a job offer, I would have a permit. I was applying to a minimum of three jobs a day, every day, for over a month. I got too many rejection emails to recall! And then I finally started seeing progress here and there. In the end I made the final rounds from two banks and then in the same week, I got the worst news ever. I received an email saying that my work permit would be ready in 12 to 16 weeks, meaning at the time, the earliest I’d get it would be end of August (oh, I had already resigned from my job at the time by the way). I felt hot immediately and I said a short prayer asking God for a miracle. I concluded by saying “actually, thank you for making sure that my permit arrives in time for me to accept a job offer” (what you know about faith of a mustard seed?) then I proceeded with the final round of interviews with the heaviest heart!
In the one interview I was interviewed by
two people and at the end I just told them about my work permit story. They
offered some words of encouragement, with one interviewer telling me they were
in a similar situation when they first moved to the U.S. and ended up waiting
for over a year for their permit. At the end of every interview I had, I would
ask for advice on navigating corporate America and I got different answers every
time - all highly valuable, open and honest (maybe I need to write another blog
just on this). In this particular instance, the one interviewer said, “While
you wait for your work permit, take time out, relax and find a hobby because
once you start on Wall Street, you’ll have no idea what hit you”. Oh boy…
I got the job!
In the end, my last round of interviews from both banks were
amazing! Then the job offer came from the company I’d been praying to work for!
But the work permit was nowhere in sight! I had five days to accept or reject
with a start date two weeks after that. This was miles away from the earliest I
could get the work permit. So I couldn’t accept the offer and I accepted that
God was teaching me the art of patience. So I finished serving my notice and
after logging off my old work laptop for the last time, I was officially
unemployed. My husband, ever the enthusiast, trying to cheer me up said; “What
if your work permit arrived today? You should go check the post when they
deliver today’s mail”. So I dragged myself to our mailbox, opened it, “Just a
bunch of spam as usual” I thought to myself as I sifted through the promotional
envelopes. Then, at the bottom of the pile was the envelope that changed my
life! My work authorization card had arrived in record time!
*The Global Cities Index (GCI) measures how globally engaged
cities are across five dimensions: business activity, human capital,
information exchange, cultural experience, and political engagement.
Ok ma’am I’m gonna need part two ASAPtually! You’re such a great story teller but my favourite part of this is truly the faith and grit! Can’t wait for the rest!
ReplyDeleteHaha! Thank you, Pri! I hope part 2 doesn't disappoint! Literally living by faith and not by sight!
DeleteWe need a series
ReplyDeleteI hate reading but man your writing style is so vivid😂
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing Zee, so insightful. I actually needed to know all of this
Phenomenal storytelling Zee, with a very authentic tone!! Cant wait to read the next blog!
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